Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Dear Michelle Rodriguez,

Hey! What's up? I'm just sitting here at work. I've sorta done everything I can do today, so I thought I'd write you a quick note. First, let me explain why I can't stop thinking about you lately. I rented the first two discs of season one of the "hit" television show LOST. Michelle, I don't really watch television I don't really like it. There are about 5 or 6 television shows i've watched on DVD, but the only way I can possibly stomach them is if they are void of commercials. I can't stand those fucking things. Anyway! I rented that overrated, trite, completely predictable, and worthless show just because you were in it. I watched 5 or 6 episodes. I lost sleep, just waiting for you. You never came. I am now dumber for spending like 6 hours of my pathetic life melting (it was a hot weekend, Michelle) in front of my lap top, with a grey cat shedding all over my face. I admit it is not your fault that it was hot, or that my life is pathetic and my cat sheds. I'm not that presumptuous.

There is something else I want to tell you, Michelle. I am going on a trip with my friends in a couple of days. We are so excited, as we are touring the MidWest. I wish you could come. Then again, maybe not. I guess my point is this: Your behavior seems unusually erratic these days. I mean, dude you got a D.U.I. That sucks. It's a little irresponsible, but I'm not writing to judge. We've all made mistakes. Serve your time. You said you were going to move to France, because you had to go to jail? What does that even mean, Michelle? Serve your time, for real. Face the consequences of your actions. You are 27, it's time to grow up.

Last night I started watching Blue Crush. I love that movie so much. I paid $8 to see it in the theater. It was a stupid, feel-good, chick-flick show-but so what? Here is a tip: Don't forget your Girlfight days. I mean that was your birth. That was the beginning of your history. You made it this far because of that film, because of what you accomplished in it. Revisit that place within yourself. Stop fucking around with this new trash. I mean, a sistah's gotta make a buck, and don't I know it. Do a Blue Crush, your allowed. In order for this to work out between us, I need a little compromise. I need you to act in some good shit. some real shit. you know? I'm asking. As a fan. As a friend, Michelle. Please?


"Go Do The Right Thing"
-Dr. Laura


Sincerely,
Nikki

Monday, May 22, 2006

Saturday, May 20, 2006








Thursday, May 11, 2006

can you spot the tear? that's real.




great news!!! I took this picture of my newly broken collarbone with my camera! It's fixed, trick. I hate sony.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

God spead. My sony is broken in CT.
Yesterday, I heard from someone that the shit was going down at ABC. Star Jones' contract is up very soon and apparently producers are trying to get her ass off the show. They are hoping Star demands tons of money and Meredith's spot at the table in which it will be easy for them producers to refuse making her walk.

To make matters worse for that fug whore, everyone is waiting for Rosie O'Donnell's presence to really set Star off. People are already speculating that the two will go at it.

Barbara Walters obviously hates Star, because she had this to say about any possible animosity Star may have with Rosie:

"The only concern would be Star's. If Star wants to continue to be there, she is welcome."

Oh, I doubt this ho is going to make it to September's debut. They want this bitch out more than Gay Al wants hard dick.
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