Comments on FEED THE GIRL: I can't offend you more than I offend myself..

You wanna be an actor? Move to L.A., N.Y., Hollywo...

2009-10-09T22:18:16.141+11:00

You wanna be an actor? Move to L.A., N.Y., Hollywood, or somewhere you will see famous ppl. Chram them. Make friends w/ them. Showcase your talents, and when you meet powerful producers, don't take no for an answer. Harass them till you get the part. Whore yourself out w/ flyers, comercials you made yourself.... Be annoyingly ambitious, like a man that won't take no for an answer, you gotta practically force yourself on producers, and movie execs.

"Financially lucrative but I’ve never been much good with men. And I have tiny breasts." Had you'd asked the question of why you weren't good w/ men, you'd of answered it. Don't take it personally, or base you view of self on how men view you. They like big breast, and getting men....has nothing to do w/ personality. If men don't like you. F#ck them. If you must have their approval...get implants & they'll be your submissive little b!tches. Looks are all that matter to men.

Stop w/ the inccesent worring. It is pointless. Some of those which you mentioned, are actually jobs. Companys need testers for all sorts of products, there is a such thing as movie critics (think of Icesickle, & Sherbet....I mean Sicle & Ebert), fashion designer, & you can get supprisinly rich at doing these things if your lucky enough to get the job. Can't help you w/ the popcorn thing though....

What a shame you can't blog for a living. (Orrrr ...

2009-04-03T04:01:00.000+11:00

What a shame you can't blog for a living. (Orrrr cannnn youuuuu?!) We'd get more writing... and you are fucking good at it. I mean really fucking good at it.

Life wouldnt be life it we werent constantly searc...

2008-12-04T11:26:00.000+11:00

Life wouldnt be life it we werent constantly searching and floundering, getting lost and being found, and constantly f*cking up :) Its good like that.

you're me. just eight years older. right down to t...

2008-11-23T22:49:00.000+11:00

you're me. just eight years older. right down to the illegal parking, tsking at how disgustingly lazy people are that they cant seem to walk to the nearest trash receptacle, and imdbing little known actors because for some reason they're often more intriguing.

though it saddens me that we draw such parallels as having eating problems (dont know the gravity of yours, but ive definitely been to hell on earth) and being clueless as to where we want to be in life.

but hey, theres always bowie, facial hair, having the best night of your life, finishing a book thats stirred you, dancing, and being told you're beautiful by a stranger. things like these always make up for the bad.

and you should never rule out prostitution...some men prefer tiny breasts ;P

I love the way you typed "Doubt yourself" and then...

2008-10-25T12:14:00.000+11:00

I love the way you typed "Doubt yourself" and then again in a smaller font. I could almost hear you say it and stare down at your feet.

I wish I could help you out, but I am an asshole and I only really help myself.

You'll figure it out. You seem like a smart chick.