Got my hair chopped off into a fohawk and it's nice, didn't get the Lulu nomination and well, in true and bitter fashion--don't give a rat--for reasons I'll keep to myself.
Oh and Elise and I have probably got jobs at Wolfgang Puck. They want to give her full-time with benefits and sure that could ruin our lives, but it's a good job. They want to make me a food runner, even if I am afraid of holding people's heavy plates of food in my hands.
This picture of Elise freaks me out because she's making a Natalie Sanders face.
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