WE’RE ALMOST AT THE END OF WEEK ONE! I’m not gonna lie, I’m exhausted and on the tail end of a massive anxiety attack which was brought on by being a big ole drunky drunk. A big ole fun drunky drunk, but a drunky drunk nonetheless. Anway, how did it go?!
It’s been two weeks since the debut of “Don’t Talk To Me About Love”. How did it go? Phenomenal. Honestly, absolutely smashed it, and I’m hella proud. Hannah Rachel Cruickshank and Amelia Bayler both absolutely killed it, so it was mega great work all round.
I have a new show “Don’t Talk To Me About Love”. It’s hella good and funny. But what’s it all about? Well, to give you all a bit more information, here’s an interview I did talking about the show, with everyone’s favourite interviewer: me.
WHAT’S THAT? I’VE GOT A NEW SHOW? Correct! A one woman show. One woman?! Are you crazy?! Gurl, yes.
Two days ago, I turned 31. But don’t worry, I’m still ridiculously attractive.
Honestly, what a babe.
No, I’m not Josh Hartnett. I’m much sexier. However, I did also have an agonising experience that lasted 40 days and 40 nights, and it did also involve vaginas. Maybe I am him. I call this story: The Tale of the Late Period.
Last year, I spent a lot of time receiving mixed signals from men I was interested in. They were hot, they were cold, they were yes, they were no, they were Katy Perry, they weren’t Katy Perry. It was all a tad confusing. However, maybe it wasn’t all their fault.