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If anyone happens to see my duffel bag full of hair products, let me know. I seemed to have misplaced it, and it’s kind of vital to my job.

I don’t get it, like I don’t get boys. Dressing up like a bunny isn’t hot, bunnies are meant to be cute, they’re for cuddling. I don’t wanna dance or take drinks from a boy in bunny ears. Actually scratch that, I’ll take the drinks but I’m not taking you home. That’s better. Abs and Easter don’t work. Someone’s gotta remind to be to stop going to Holiday themed club nights. 

April Fool’s Day is still a few days away but I am already getting really scared about people pranking me. Every year there’s at least one person that goes above and beyond and manages to scar me for the rest of my life. Making someone cry should not be a source of entertainment people!

So my mother called me today and asked where I am, I swear that woman is outta her mind. She didn’t even know I was on tour and she asked me if I could pick something up from the store for her. Like what the fuck, I am not her assistant and I’m not even in the country, so no. She pisses me off. So yeah, who wants to go out?

So, I brought three iced coffees, two green teas, a caramel frappucino and two more caffe mochas. I almost tripped and died on the way here but you know, I made it in one piece. --I definitely don't get paid enough for this, that's okay.

Since we're gonna have cameras on us 24/7 for the next week, I did a little snooping for those of us who need a little breather from being picture perfect. There's a little underground club in Tulsa that's throwing this big St. Paddy's bash and I have three lucky tickets so if you wanna go drink incessantly with people who are probably Irish somewhere in their family tree, hit me up.

It’s such a bummer we won’t be in NOLA for St. Patrick’s Day. Although it’s no Mardi Gras there, I’ve heard it’s still pretty festive. I was looking forward to the clover headbands and green beads too.