The night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting. That's pride fucking with you. Fuck pride. Pride only hurts, it never helps.

Hah.

Ok so I've got a job.
It's a car commercial. (Shut up, alot of serious actors do commercials this days of financial crisis)
They want to make it Pulpfictionich. (Don't ask)
So they are going to cut my hair.
And dye it.

If I said yes? Well of course.
Do you know how much they pay?
I do. (ALOT)

I find it very amusing that they can't find some girl who, well, looks more like Uma Thurman. But hey. I like people that aren't picky.



Can you see it?
=)