Well I must say it’s been a whirlwind week!
Yesterday I found this on my desk:
It’s a blackmail note. Sadly for the blackmailer, I don’t have $10,000. Go ahead and do your worst Ms. You Know Who (Lynne!). I’m not afraid!
And then yesterday this came to the house in the mail:
I don’t know who sent my video in as an audition tape to Dancing with the Stars, but they don’t want me. Bastards wouldn’t know talent if it Momboed right up their ass! Thanks anyway. It means a lot to know that you believe in me. Maybe you could send it in to So You Think You Can Dance? I like that show better anyway. Less ballroom, more hardcore booty shakin’.
I won’t let the haters drag me down. People get jealous when you’re at the top of your game like I am.