How many times will bitches try to cross me before they learn that I know EVERYTHING and where all the fucking bodies are buried? SERIOUSLY. DO. NOT. FUCK. WITH. ME. Shit motherfucker, it was LESS THAN AN HOUR before your shit talking was already my knowledge. ESPECIALLY since you had the fucking nerve to bring my daughter into it. You can say shit about me all day long, but you mention her name and you are fucking dead. Dead. End of story.
So anyway...
I am less than perfect this morning. I got fucked up last night. Not much else to say on that except well, let's see, I made out with one girl whose number is in my phone right now, I got invited to a threesome after the show which I politely declined, and got yelled at for being loud. What a shock there. Actually I got yelled at because I can be yelled at instead of the audience.
I also had my keys taken away last night which was a smart thing.
Spent the day in the house and running errands. Did the show last night which was a sold out full house. Oh man, most of it is a blur, but I was Snow White and I looked good. Damn good. It's pretty fucking amazing I can still get action EVEN DRESSED AS A PRINCESS. That's right. I am that fucking good.
The show went well except for some small audience and people issues that I am dealing with this morning. See paragraph one. Plus my director's co-worker fucked up and he is getting his shit chewed this morning.
Sigh. So much fun. So much drama. But I am okay with it all. It cleared the depression from my head which is good. Now on to Reno...
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