Wednesday, August 06, 2003

Sew…

Kelly and I have bugs in our apartment. Lots of them. Big ones. Gross ones. Ugly, scary, horrifying ones. According to everyone we have talked to, they are water bugs. They are MUCH bigger than cockroaches and they look more evil. When I got home on Saturday night from my vacation, I was lucky enough to have one jump on my leg. It was about the most disgusting and terrifying thing to happen to me since I have lived in NYC. Kelly found a bug in her bedroom on Sunday night and since then she has not slept at the apartment.

Our exterminator came yesterday to seal off every hole and crack in our walls and near our pipes. Today they are supposed to come again and spray the fuck out of the place. Please God let these bugs either die or crawl back to the hell they came from. It is SO nasty to live in a space that is infested with creepy crawlers. From what Ian (the guy I’m in the show with) has said, these water bugs live in the walls of the buildings. They feast on cockroaches (which is a good thing) and very rarely come out of the walls. He said that if you step on a water bug right after they have eaten, a full cockroach will pop out of their mouth. Fucking yikes. If I ever have to experience that shit, I will vomit on myself and let it dry. Just to take my mind off the situation.

Kelly just called me and told me that the exterminator has come and taken care of business. Phucking phew.

My mom got me some new CDs! I am now the proud owner of TLC’S final CD “3D”, among others. When I played the album this morning for the first time, I almost started to cry as I walked to the subway. I hate the fact that Lisa Lopez is dead. I hate it. Almost as much as I hate that Nell Carter is dead. You understand.

The Truth About Dicks and Balls
(Loosely based on The Truth About Cats & Dogs)

My dick is hard
From all the jerks.
My balls are tight
It’s filled with spurts.

Dicks are nice
Hard and firm
When tugged on lightly
It makes me squirm.

Finger the hole
And get a slap
Why would you do that?
Do you like crap?

My cum is salty
It tastes like cream
You just need cookies
A dessert and dream.

This poem is Lame
Yet caused me to smile
Not talking about Paul
At least for awhile.

Off to rehearsal!

Thank GOD I have acting back in my life. Just when I needed it the most.




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