Nothing

I have accomplished absolutely nothing today. I woke up thanks to numerous phone calls from my mother. Umm, it's a Sunday, I work at a club; we don't close until 3am and I don't get out of there until sometimes 5am or later. I love you too, but if I don't get off this phone I'll accidentally cuss you out.

I orderd Pizza Hut and destroyed the 20 wings that came with it. Only one slice is missing from the actual pizza. (Shrug) I wanted to hang with JD and the Ferg, but they were over at the "B." Yeah, not trying to get sucked into that drama today; I'll be right here at home watching TV. Thanks.

Seems the entire staff is pretty annihilated too. E and M weren't doing shit today either. The big K has only called once and Big Daddy has only texted me once, well, twice to find out which porn stars are coming in on Thursday. I seriously need to get him banned or at the very least keep him away from the talent until after they perform. He is the Managing Partner though, so I don't think I'll be able to execute that memo.

Most Interesting Moment of Last Week: Having to play my role as Referee and sitting in on the Big K terminating the loud ass J. Punk ass.

Most Interesting Realization: I like Joe Gauthreaux now. He worked it out on Saturday and even played "Big Love." (swoon.)

Oddest Thing To Come Out of my Mouth: "Umm Big Daddy, exactly how did you know Jesus was in the dressing room?"

Yes, Jesus was in the dressing room (ask Genre), Big Daddy did see him but the real inquiry is how did the man who never goes back in the dressing room all of a sudden find himself back there on Thursday? Oh yeah, Thursday is College Boys Gone Wild night with guest porn stars each week. And, they have to change before going on stage... so they use the dressing room... I'm just saying.

All right, I need to go do more nothing and have some chocolate cake while I'm at it.