
Why do people insist on pissing me off? WHY?!? Why do you do stupid things? Why do you ask me stupid questions? I wanna know WHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY!
a journey into my head ... you might want to bring a flashlight!
So, here we are, in Grand Rapids, MI! Well, not much has been going on here. We had kitchenettes this week, so I played chef! I cooked meals for Jeff and I, and made some good shit!
But we did also hit up this great Mongolian barbeque place called BD's. It was awesome. Usually, you get noodles in your bowl and everything, but here, you just did all the meats and stuff, and then they brought rice and tortillas to your table! Oh I loaded UP on food! It was so good, we went there twice, and I think Jeff went back for a third trip!
Besides that, Grand Rapids was pretty calm. I'm waiting until we get to some better cities to go and enjoy the town! We did have some fun times here. We went to Denny's one night and had a great waitress named Cinnamon. She was this wild black woman, but a hell of a waitress!
There was also a 24 hr Dunkin Donuts/ Baskin Robins! There is nothing better than a half a dozen of chocolate covered, creme filled dounts at midnight!
So, we are off to Southhaven, MS - which is really close to Memphis! Woo hoo! I think I am going to splurge a little bit and buy a new digital camera so I can take some pictures and post them on here! Hopefully I won't lose this one!
Goodbye Grand Rapids!!
So, I am taking my bad mood out for dinner with the cast, and maybe I can kill it by drowning it in sangria! Hmph!
is not the same as this!
Please note the difference before you go tell someone (who we will call Fag A) 's boyfriend that I was making out with their boyfriend. Actually, Fag A was completely wasted and kept asking me to "kiss him like a whore" - which I'm really not sure what that is anyway. I kissed him on the cheek. I do believe he might have licked me, but I'm sure I was frightened by the whole thing.
For the record, I don't like gay people.
GAY PEOPLE - F!!!!
So, I got a message today. I got offered to go back on tour.
I said yes.
I need the money, as I don't have a job at the moment. It's the same role I just did, so I already know the show. I'll lose the few pounds I've put back on being home. It's only for a few months. It's with people I like.
I know - it's a step backwards. But ... it's a job. And at least I am doing something in the career I'd want to be doing. Not making lattes or getting peole drunk - although I do kinda want to do that.
Your thoughts?