Happy Anniversary, LA LA Land!

Its been a year since I headed out of New York City in the dead of winter to the land of LA, and I'm feelin all Diana Ross with my reflections over here. Many of the names and faces that I get to see on a daily basis have changed. Some of y'all I miss, some of y'all-- we needed some space, and some of y'all are givin me dejavu--did you follow me?  I be livin in a big gurl apartment wif my soon to be huzband, and gettin some regular deep dickin.  I'm getting to know many of the peeps in this entertainment community.  I'm still bustin ass to book good gigs, trynna figure out what made the last sucky one suck--it was probably me, and STILL trynna lose those last 10 dammit!  I take solace in the fact that life is fuckin hard for everyone, and I'm lucky that anyone even gives a poop about me or what I have to share.   People ax me all the time, "How's LA?" Which I usually will give some general answer like "oh, its good, gurl!" Cuz, most of the time, I know they really ain't lookin to listen.  They're either lookin to agree with me on how amahhhzing it is or lookin to disapprove with how vapid it is.  All I know is, that I'm able to give more here and as a result, I'm gettin more of my needs met.  I don't think it has anything to do with the geography or the weather, I think it has everything to do with timing and the funny way life works when you are open to off leash areas and rest stops--lots of rest stops--they can be lucrative!  As an entertainer I yearn to please you with my answer, but as an artist I just couldn't give a fuck whatchoo think about where I've chosen to live! Whether you livin in a city that constantly buzzes with creativity (aka neuroticism) and is in need of an enema, one that's chilled  to the max (aka laziness) on xanax and requires mother nature's electric shock therapy in the form of lil earfquakes, or somewhere in between (God help ya)-- we're all pretty much the same, especially in the field of entertainment: Needy fuckin bisches. So after a year of livin here, I raise my glass to: NEEDS BEIN MET! Inspirations, perspirations, expression, love, and all them retards I've met and continue to meet along the way. I love you. I NEED YOU. You're all the fuckin same, and so am I:  Uniquely gifted voices that need to be (and sometimes deserve to be) heard! I'm glad you is HERE!!! 

Now put yo penis on my shoulder and let's be friends.