chapter 14: another time when i was mad

So let me just share with you faithful readers about the things that have been irritating me lately. I’m gonna do this in a bulleted format to keep it simple but we all know I’m gonna go off on some of them…

Janelle, “crazy” from earlier posts

The flies in my salad and lunch

That one fly that was in my water glass

Jeff not showering(I don’t know why that gets to me, I love him, but I woke up this morning and was so irritated he didn’t take a shower after spending all day yesterday in Egypt. Egypt smells y’all. It smells like anus. Jeff doesn’t, but personally I would want to get rid of that shit)

The fact that I was goaded about jeff not showering. Who does that

Janelle and chad(her boyfriend)

The fact that anybody can read this and I’m sure its gonna bite me in the ass one day. Probably when anybody from stiletto, Janelle, andrea or peter read this. Which about peter, please know that peter and I handle our business and we talk and he knows that I love him and only talk about it because I have nothing else to talk about that day or it’s a day like today and I’m irritable. Much love to my Mexican hombre. And by Mexican, I mean half puerto Rican half Italian. And by puerto Rican I mean Dominican. And by Italian I mean Sicilian. Shitdamn.

These fuckin rhinestones. So jeff loves to collect them which is cute but PLEASE don’t do them while I’m workin my ass off trying to dance in a show. Our show showgirl require a costume change every other number for me and mashawn. Its very demanding. The last thing I need is somebody who’s in 3 numbers crawling around on the floor looking for rhinestones. I love you jeff so I’m not talking shit on you, just the quest for rhinestones

I’m annoyed that the quest for rhinestones irritates me

Lets talk about why I’m so irritable…….

I’ll go back to Janelle, she’s making shit up and is super paranoid right now and its workin my last god damn nerve. Speaking of god damn, she won’t say that but she’ll say fuck. I’m sorry, you can’t just half cuss…thats like being half gay(not to be confused with bisexual cause we all know that is just a myth). But yeah, she’s just really rude to people lately especially the new girl andrea. Now don’t go thinking I’m on andrea’s side cause I sure as hell ain’t, but still, you don’t need to be rude. That’s just inappropriate. So rude.

p.s stacy is brilliant she just rapped all of a gwen Stefani song and it cheered me up; she’s also dancing in a dress with her hands in her pockets and spinning in circles doing flea hops. This girl is a god-send. Praise her and her innocence.

Anyways, we have one cruise left, 13 day. Today I walked around the deck for cancer. It was really cool. A survivor of 16 years led us on 11 laps around the deck. Kinda got a little emotional. Then I had a man ask me how much I work out because I LOOK GREAT and he was really impressed seing a man with my build dance and was saying how refreshing it was. Don’t hear that everyday when you’re a chronic “weight problem”. However, it did get a little strange when he asked me how often, for how many hours, and how many years have I been working out. I think I said 5 years but a good 3.5 of those years were spent balancing a good case of the “rexias” and “emias”. Guess I have to keep starving myself cause now I’m getting compliments. My new favorite blog told me he eats toilet paper as a midday snack. I’ll have to check that one out.

Alright I’m done, I’m not longer irritable cause stacy’s annoying ass energy made me smile. Also we just watched the best of Sheri O’Teri and I ate some ice cream with chocolate and sprinkles……..and peanut butter. The end.