Daaaarlings!
Horror of all horrors! Just when I thought I'd found the PERFECT magazine diet... which I followed to the letter for three days, mind you... I hop on the scale this morning and gained three pounds! Think about it... three pounds in three days. If I stayed on it for a year, I'd gain 365 pounds! Clearly this diet was a viscous hoax engineered by snarly, thin girls who wanted to ensure that there would be no competition for the Size 2's on the retail rack. But seriously, muffins, I am soooooo mad!
Meanwhile, band practice has come to a grinding halt. Several months ago, when absolutely nothing spectacular was happening with the band, Mikey Pump planned a trip to visit relatives in the east. Well, I dropped him off at McCarren at the crack of dawn today and just received a text that he's landed safely. So I'm totally stressed because we have a gig coming up on November 7th and will be sans bass player for a week.
Aha! Maybe that's why I gained the three pounds... it's stress weight! Maybe there is no snarly, thin girl conspiracy! Maybe Mikey Pump is the mastermind behind this whole thing! Yeah, that's it. It's all about Mikey!
Stay Fabulous!
Miss Billy XOXOXO
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