#privfw2

I’ve been gone for not even 24 hours and someone has already broken a light stand and caught a backdrop screen on fire. And people wonder why I don’t take vacations...

You know what sucks? Me, when my husband’s here. But as for what sucks in a metaphorical sense? Teenagers. And guess who gets to give a speech to an auditorium of preppy LA teens tomorrow? Why I didn’t just take the week off is beyond me. Oh wait, that’s right, because the husband I mentioned before is busy touring, and I’m stuck here like a fucking spinster while you all talk about your perfect relationships and babies. Drop it, it’s been a day and it’s already getting old.

I accidentally put way too much washing powder in my washing machine, while I was on the phone to the Warner Bros. administration, and all of a sudden, there was soap up to my knees. So, naturally, I took advantage of that and had a hell of a foam party at my house. It now smells of jasmine all over the place.

Yes, could this day get any worse? I mean, theoretically, it could. I just hope it doesn’t.

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There are so many familiar faces around here, I’m pretty sure I’m one more away from getting whip lash. Mr. Fucking Holliday at your service ladies and gents. Aint it great to be back! Please note some of the sarcasm if not all of it 

This is just a PSA that if anybody for whatever reason needs a place to stay, the Casa De Rose is open! That’s right, Rose-- as my name is officially and legally changed back to Rose and all is well with the universe. Or at least, it will be.

Though I’ve been back in Cali for a little while now I have yet to make it back over here to L.A. and can I just say I missed you all so damn much?! I need you all to fill me in ASAP! What has everyone been up to? What’s been going on in America? I’m slowly still catching up; before you all yell and gasp at me keep in mind I’ve been in Russia the past six years!