Why you ask ladies? Gents?
Here is an example just to get it started of how you prostitute yourself on a daily basis:
By analysis all people are prostitutes. When your wife has sex with you, the fact that you contributes to pay her mortgage, buy her food, purchases gas for her car, get her clothing, takes her out to dinner, covers the cost of heating oil etc is restitution for her willingness to get in bed with him. The same of course can be said of her purchasing sex from him as well.
I know some women myself who will not give it up unless they get something in return. Whether it’s her drinks paid for all night, or something she’s been wanting. Especially on holidays. So who is the whore now?
No one is the exception to this rule. Not even Hollywood.
You often hear the term “I am a whore to the industry”. It’s because money is being made. Just get over your freaking phobias. Or whatever it is that compel’s you to attack others. Put that shoe on your foot I am sure you fit it.
Moving on....
It’s Friday.
The snow outside is piling up.
I long for the sunshine on my face. I often wonder why I am in NE Pennsylvania but whatever.. haha
So yesterday was a weird day. The first part of the day seemed normal. Corrine Renee was in house to shoot.
She brought the party! (Corrinne Renne)
Since Hamilton.....
Pictured here. He went to the Post Office with me while Mark Audess was shooting Corrinne.. Well because balloons drive him nuts. He gets very emotional about balloons. When we returned he just got weird. He went over to the corner where my lamp ( used to be) was and preceded to bark at it. I'm not talking about a bark that's playful. He was legitimately angry. Almost like there was some sort of entity attached.
Not even ham would sway him, and that's his favorite thing in the world.
So I took out the light bulb and he just destroyed it. Now that light has been there since I adopted him. So... um.... yea. Then after he calmed down, I went into the kitchen, and well since Hamilton is a follower he went with me. As we entered the kitchen, the clock on the wall flew off at my head. I dodged it and is smashed on the floor, which of course scared the piss of Hamilton.
I don't know what the spirits were trying to say yesterday, but they should just say it.
This morning I awoke to a shit load of snow. I took a picture and uploaded it but of course, my picture mail from Sprint is temporarily unavailable due to routine maintenance so I can't even retrieve it. I can't send it to Facebook even though I have my mobile connected to it. Facebook just always tells me to activate my phone. WELL IT IS ACTIVATED! So fuck off Ok that was a little harsh....lol
So not to change the subject but I'm going to. This one has exceeded my interest in it.
Jenny is going to be shooting in the next day or so. She's been throwing little girly fits about it. Most the time if she is mad at you she'll sit and stare at you. Give you the silent treatment. She is a PRO at both of these. So if you challenge her to a staring contest you will LOSE!
This was just recently. It was around Christmas and well Jenny received a nice present from Dai...
These two are just a little post holiday present from me. Ha ha You can find the others for viewing and purchasing pleasure at http://www.images4sale.com/store/9725
You can also find Jenny on Facebook:
Most days Jenny is on Facebook chat, so maybe if your lucky you'll get a chance to talk to her there. She will accept anyone as her friend, and she will talk to you if she's not busy. Since Jenny started working on movies more and more she is getting ready to rule doll empire.
So I guess maybe I've bored you enough.
Have a great Friday!
-Maddy
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