I’m not so much glad to be in the studio as much as I am relieved to be out of the house. Everything’s so absorbed by drama; Cassy crying because someone drank the last of the soya milk, Tori smashing a plate because she was asked to clean up after herself, Kelly always screaming cause […]
Myoho Renge Kyo
I step onto the scales and today’s moment of truth reveals 187lbs.“Joder!”I’m actually up two pounds since yesterday and seventeen away from making weight. I check my phone’s calendar which confirms my fight with Ramirez is less than three weeks away. It’s that fuckin’ Cassidy and her incessant feeding. “Here Jorge have some cake, a […]
Bitch & Moan
The door slams and with it my respite from the drama. So much for the luck o’ the Irish. I think Mike could have shat gold and she’d still have that pissy look etched across her face. I watch her stomp and slam across the kitchen, each move punctuated with her favorite child-like pout or […]
Whorebag Vibes
I don’t know why I even bothered to clean the kitchen as all everyone cares about is precious Tori-you’d swear she was the first person in the world to ever have a hangover. All morning it’s been Tori this and Tori that. You’d think the girl had cancer or something. What about me? I’m hungover […]
Square in the Mush
“I just thought she was drunk is all.”“Yis didn’t even care enough to check in on her.”“How was I to know she was spiked?”“Well she was hardly that pissed in little over an hour.”Amidst Jordan’s petty squabbling I think I hear the door click, and when I investigate Tori is walking back to our room. […]
Undah Siege
Fuck sake it’s been thirty minutes now and I’m still stranded hah like a sitting duck. I’m so well acquainted with the intahior of this place, and its Egyptian theme that I’m beginning to feel like a relic myself. Eviething about this place smacks of pretension from the dim lit candles to the dimmah lit […]
Free-Range Mother’s Boys
I want my breasts to be so tight together that you can slide a credit card between ‘em but there’s only so much I can fight gravity without the aid of a bra. And only born-again Christians would wear a bra underneath a tube top. Well them and Leanne, but I wouldn’t imagine she has […]
Cowgirl
Everyone assumes I’m a hick just because I wear a check shirt and jeans. Tori actually had the audacity to talk loud and slow to me even though we were in the same school. To be fair expecting Tori to notice anyone other than herself is always going to be nothing short of a miracle, […]
Amer-I-cans
I finally understand what my uncle meant by “Amer-I-cans”. They’re all so confident and full of themselves. Nobody ever says I’m hoping to be an actor or I’d like to be one. It’s always “Hi my name is x and I’m an actor”. I guess a bit of their brashness rubbed off on us during […]