Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

Most people will get offended to be called a troll. However, most of you are trolls. Why? Confused? Let me explain.  I  recently learned from my good friend Nisha (a recent LA implant, er, transplant to DC) anyway, Nisha’s sister Shelli reads my blog. As do many more of my friends (NOHELIA!) and others, without leaving a comment. I believe that people who lurk and are too shy to post comments are called Trolls, right?

I’m only writing this to pressure you to post on this blog. I’m sharing some deep dark secrets, come on! Just post something. Seriously, Shelli-belly, Nohelia and the rest–You’re not trolls! I’m just being a brat because I want more comments. I love Tos, Steve, Young, Alex and everybody else who posted responses EXCEPT FOR THAT IGNORANT ASS REPUBLI-CUNT (yes, I spelled it that way for extra emphasis).

Oh, and back to life: I just got off the phone with the Italian stallion and we’re going to go out on Wednesday. I don’t know why he wants to go out again, but I figured the first date might have sucked because we were both awkward as it was a weird match.com date thingee. Or something.

I’m also going out with this "photojournalist" with CNN or CBS. I called him Saturday night at 4am (making decisions influenced by the natural high of clubbing!) and he was drunk! It was HILARIOUS. I was laying in bed with Jerry and chatting up a storm with this photojournalist (although I was kind of trippin out because he kept asking me to "leave them behind and meet up with me!" is he kidding? it was 4 in the am!)

Okay. gotta go to sleep so I can attempt to go to the gym tomorrow mornin. Must train for Disney Marathon (the half, not full, sillies!)

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