Shannan Leigh is a nice person. I'm pretty nice too. Sometimes she and I get along famously. Sometimes. There have been numerous other occasions when things have gone dreadfully awry between us. It tends to happen when there's a camera around. Shannan claims that I'll do anything to be in the spotlight. She says I just want attention and don't care if it's positive attention or negative attention. I say she should just shut the fuck up. Yeah, we've tangled often. Really often. Maybe someday we will enjoy a less volatile friendship. Yet I can't shake a strange mental image I have of Shannan and me when we are each in our eighties: we're both in motorized wheelchairs and blazing at full speed towards each other across a nursing home floor. Who will triumph? Or will we both die? Who knows. It's a strange notion to have in my head anyways.
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- XXOO Tanya