I am in a LOUSY mood and the fucking mailman just took it to the next level.

Dear Mailman Son-of-a-Bitch:

DO NOT, under any circumstance, ring MY bell, thinking I will let you in the building so that you can leave a  package for another unit because you are TOO LAZY to have to write a notice to the tenant and/or come back again tomorrow.  Your squinty weenie ass has done this two days in a row and today was the last straw..you gave me  no other choice than to open my window and give you a proper telling off.

On top of it all I am not feeling well today and I cancelled two scheduled shoots. I was not getting paid for these so my health took priority. I am no longer doing freebies, unless it’s with friends. Time is money, cough it up or get another model.

To be honest, I’m gonna take a leave from the modeling unless the money is right. I have a few other projects in the works, one of which is my own creation: twitdrunk.com and I cannot wait to get it, and my other sites, up and running. I’m am ready to crawl back into the cave, shut out the world, and geek out for a few weeks before taking off for vacation. I am happiest when I am productive and working and not being bothered. Also, I have NO intention of pursuing any sort of modeling once we move overseas… so it is imperative that I get my sites  done before I leave as I will be without internet for at least 2 weeks…most likely more.. and these sites will be my main source of income.

Anyway, I am gonna take my grouchy sick ass back to the couch and read a book…I am tempted to flip on the tudors season 3, but you know how that goes.. one epi leads to another and then another. If I turn it on this early in the day I’ll wind up with bed sores for sure.

I just cannot win. I want french onion soup with like 2 inches of gooey cheese, so help me god.

love

CL

Today’s song: silence.