Dear God.
Thank you for another hellish week at the National Theater of Taking Things Too Seriously. The magazine cover scandal did not end in my favour. I have finally put my finger on why I like Mullet, the Blonde Kenner so much; her eyelashes look like they are wet with tears. I’m drinking yellow-y tap water and it’s so comforting. I am using Selena dance moves for my role. When Kolia the slave transforms into Sonia the glam hooker and wins the Oscar. This play is silly but nice. Gawd I hate this business and the people in it. How not important it all is.
I need a mdvanii ———————————>
[but not like this one; she has a ridiculous wig on.]