There is going to be additions to R. Kelly's Trapped In The Closet, released August 21st!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Ya'll be ready for some more of that sweet sweet goodness. I know (e:terry) is gonna be excited as well. Who doesn't love a good does of Bridgette, a midget, and some cherry pie!!!!!!!!!!!!

A sidenote that had nothing to do with this post: I was seeing this guy, and then he kinda disappeared. I thought, "Wow, I have been totally written off." I spent a day upset about it, and then he texts me saying he was away for the weekend, and left hs phone at home. Okaaaaaaaay. Some family emergency. Alright. So, he says he's gonna call me later that night, and I miss the calland all him back and no answer, so I leave a message. No call back. I called him last night, and no call back. We once had this talk about having the decency to let someone know you are not interested, but he has yet to do that. So, he must be one if these things: 1. A major player. 2. A major liar. 3. Looking to get a piece when he has nothing better to do. 4. He has changed his mindand just isn't interested in me(How could that be possible???). 5. He's so busy he doesn't have time to call me(Highly unlikely)

The point of all of this is, I would just like an end to all of this silliness, so I can not care. Return my damn call, and just tell me you are uninterested. Instead, of avoiding me for a few days, and then calling, and repeating this whole pointless cycle. Guys can really be immature.

At least I can look forward to new segments of Trapped In The Closet!

cartoons just plain suck nowadays. now, david the knome, that was show with some reall substance. and really cute little knome people!!!!!

people??? hello???


i know you are all reading this.


well, i have to stop putting so much personal info here.

im starting to get kinda paranoid that everywhere in the wolrd reads this thing, you know, because i am famous and all.

contrary to popular belief, i do like to keep some parts of my personal life personal.

it's funny because i never say here what i am really thinking, or what i really feel. that would be way too much info. usually i just generalize, and bullshit about how guys suck- that never changes.

anyway, life here is starting to get super strange, and i feel like i living some parallel version of my life.

i just started reading this book, because i have finished about ten since I've been here, i have mucho free time, and i looooooooove reading in/by the pool. "innocent traitor"- its really really good so far, and i recommend to the ladies who like novels that involve history, royalty, and bitchy women. three of my favorite things in life, if not the top three things in life.

to cheer myself up tomorrow, i am going to buy multitudes of lipgloss.

i will also wear my hot new bikini that i got super cheap from target, pronounced, with a french accent. seriously, cutest thing ever, and about ten bucks. they sell wine at target here!!!! and they have my fav kind, red bicyclette! woot!!!!

i can't get rid of the stalker, but since he is the hottest man in the wolrd, maybe i will meet him afterall. wow, i am willing to do the least smart thing in any situation. like the dog that constantly chews on its own tail...

i think i should go find something to do, and well, go find something to do.

ps. if you have not yet seen dreamgirls, watch it now!!! beyonce is a dumb bitch, and jennifer hudson rocks my world. that bitch brings the house down!!! especially when she belts out, "and im telling you". bitch can sing!!!! i wish i could sing, musicals look like so much fun!

do NOT sunbath nude!!!!!!!!!!!!!


i did, and thought, oh this is a great idea, i will get rid of my tan lines. WRONG!!!! so fucking wrong. you know why????


my ass is now the color of a tomato. now im going to have ass skin cancer. that's hot.


hopefully my unique tanning abilities will come into play here and this burn will be a tan in the morning. having a sunburned tush is not good for the push, or really anything.

good thing i sleep on my stomach.


and all night I've been thinking... why do i feel so tired????? my little bum bum.

i took a picture, but really that's not appropriate for the children.

anyway, i never know what i can and can't say on this damn thing. because everybody knows about it, and then everybody asks about the bumper sticker on my car.


i have a stalker. trying to grt rid of him.

i'm liking me a sexy man!


im hoping to go out this weekend and shake my money-maker like somebody bout to pay me. if i have someone to go out with. otherwise, i just get drunk by the pool, and shake my own damn self!

i miss my dancing partners!!!! (e:terry), (e:matthew), and (e:tina) !