Me and the thin white duke, we’re like this
David Bowie has emergency heart surgery. I always knew he always wanted to be like me, but this is going a bit too far. Unfortunately for him, the milliner is cuter than his wife (yay! bonus boyfriend points for me).
Nothing to write about these days
So would y’all mind posting new entries so that I can go and add comments? Preferably, these posts will have nothing to do with work or getting drunk, mmkay? I mean, I need something to work with here. Thanks.
Nothing to write about these days
So would y’all mind posting new entries so that I can go and add comments? Preferably, these posts will have nothing to do with work or getting drunk, mmkay? I mean, I need something to work with here. Thanks.
Don’t bother
calling me this summer. Not that anyone does. But if, by some weird flux in the universe, anyone needs to get in touch with me in the evenings, I won’t be answering. The Amazing Race (yay!) and BB5 (hiss!) have started, and I’ve been sucked in like a mickey dee’s chocolate milkshake. And yes, there are already folks among them who I seriously dispise.
Yay for morally empty fame whores! They keep me entertained.
Don’t bother
calling me this summer. Not that anyone does. But if, by some weird flux in the universe, anyone needs to get in touch with me in the evenings, I won’t be answering. The Amazing Race (yay!) and BB5 (hiss!) have started, and I’ve been sucked in like a mickey dee’s chocolate milkshake. And yes, there are already folks among them who I seriously dispise.
Yay for morally empty fame whores! They keep me entertained.
