So I was ok. I mean like I was feeling good, looked good, wasn't stressed.
Now you and your fucking existence ruined my perfectly fine day. It did. And I hope you know that. NO! You do not act nice towards me. You don't let me go ahead of you! NO! This is not what we agreed on. Wait did we agree on anything... Shit. I honestly felt like I was about to fall over. I couldn't walk. My legs were not holding me up. I think I have some issues that need working out.
PEOPLES INCOMPETENCE IS GOING TO DRIVE ME OFF OF A FUCKING BRIDGE! When I say NO! and I say Don't say that to Luke! You don't say it to LUKE! FUCK!
I need to figure out this sandwich thing.
Also tomorrow lunch is going to go quite well, as long as a drum kit shows up... Haha... That's my only stress.
BUT LUKE ON THE OTHER HAND! LUKE IS GOING TO MAKE MY RASH COME BACK AND I DO NOT APPRECIATE THAT LUKE!
Kat makes me laugh. She's like I love how people obsess and you guys just talk/yell at them. No.. That's just me. Over hear. All the yelling. That's me. People do not give in to Luke's charm ok? Just punch him in the face or something. Just shoo him away.
Nice watch chem boy.
So I think a party in the theater wings is totally what we should do... Then we're there if anyone needs us and we can party while everyone SITS. Hahaha....
I have to make 50 cupcakes this weekend... Eff...
Welcome to the real world. Get the fuck out of VIBE land. I sort of understand why the industry guys hate you. I hope Gaffney or Kelba is there Monday to blow a gasket. Otherwise it'll be me.
You know I have met some nice musicians, who understand that the world is not going to be handed to them on a plate. I know a few musicians who REALLY need to learn that.
Good news is I only shake around you and him. I was pretty sure I was going to collapse. No lies. I didn't smell though. Usually one can smell you coming. But no. I just listened to Chris singing in my ear and walked as fast as possible away. Far far away...
Sparkle bubble over and in the morning all you got is rain,
Jessica
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