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self-loathing is my business and business is good

Our new play is going to be a hit it’s called Goldilocks got her gay dad a bear.

I will have to sew my red button back on this dress.

I am pissy right now cos I’ve yet to master this keyboard it’s all in outerspace symbols and doesn’t do the memorized macbook commands I keep punching in. I know it just takes a bit of time but I don’t have any of that!! I slept in after a nightmare about my mother dying and it was very emotional and then I turned into a monster and made us clean fight clean fight fight clean. Meanwhile I am supposed to be chained to this laptop THAT I CANNOT FUCKING TYPE ON getting my schedule sorted, pr emails, blog, same-old. Blogging ain’t always easy and yes I’m complaining I should have been a plumber.

Ha ha exactly fully agree Sar-ugh. This is a great picture though.

The gingerbreadhouse is a lovely cozy Christmas den of wonder if I could do wall-to-wall white lush carpeting or fur, I would.

But the third porridge was just right. Like I’ma bust in to someone’s house and eat porridge.

Sarah was like I remember when you bought this dress! Funny.

Everyone thinks this guy is a big comedian now haha (my clothes, we dressed him, yes I am a giant baby) I bet that dress would be stunning on you in Jamaica. I bought it in Burlington during boxing week clearance, it’s really hard to buy a summer dress in the winter, it’s like, wicked selfish I think. I am also not one with the ability to plan my life so far in advance. I’m always like, by summer I’ll be a millionaire so nothing will matter then I’ll have 8 blue maxi dresses.

Teach said now I will know for sure of my friends/colleagues/family who reads your blog after these pictures cos they can’t not say something. I know everyone reads it because NO ONE wants to talk to me for days afterward. Everyone always hates someone or something that I do/blog. It’s a new year lets all get along and just agree with every decision I make.

We had good conceptual photo ideas and follow-through.

Close the fucking curtain what are you trying to blind me! ahha.

Yes, it just keeps going.

You look like a choir angel boy/girl.

Oh my god haha I gave those shades to sammy for his trip to Jamaica. Irie. Teacher, baby, you look gorgeous in that dress. Everyone thiefed each other’s costume ideas.

Not trying to sneak away now are ya?

Ok time to pretend in a picture that we are cleaning this all up now.

I should start wearing that more often with a beret and scoff at people in coffee shops.

CUTE!

I have run out of words.

What would your burlesque name be?

One of the winning outfits for sure.

It’s nice when a doll comes over to play with you.

Always get some tricep extensions in if you can manage it.

Look like I am fading here finally, Sarah peaced out soon after this and Sammy was nodding off a little so we sent him away too.

Nope not done yet.

Are you having a nice time at my after party? Yes it is my dream come true.

I never get to get in on the discussions about my ass, I get to overhear them as I pretend to be busying myself with something as I eavesdrop in on the girls gushing all jeals. One of Oprah’s favourite things!

Earlier that evening the three seconds that I danced lol.

No wonder I lose everything and am such a giant loser, purse is always spilling open I’ll be better this year I swear! Next post will be leftovers from some other post or other. Dating a teacher during xmas break requires focus and drive, 2 weeks of playing adult house pretty much. C’est la vie.

One thought on “self-loathing is my business and business is good

  1. That dude in drag is definately SNL material.

    About your ass comment.
    I know this isn’t a “proper mom thing” to say but here goes:

    for the longest time you liked to show off your boobs on the blog
    at times you would showcase them

    But I always knew that it was your golden ass that most would be envious about.
    Its this small, curvey, perfect bubble. with a dimple.
    bum perfection.

    Don’t go showing it around now that I’ve told you this.

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