Rick was also briefly married to Shannen Doherty, but that didn’t work out so hot, since he spent the majority of their 9-month marriage trying to talk Paris Hilton into sticking a champagne bottle up her snatch. I’m all for a man with hobbies, but, you know. You have to draw the line somewhere.
I finally am fulfilled in my life in every area. I’m a responsible devoted mom. I’m in love -. And my work is fun and creative. I’m healthy….I’m having the best time in my life.
The following, day she posted this regarding Kid Rock:
He’s bitter. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s sad to see. I don’t want to battle with him. I wish him the best. I’d hate to point out habits I had a hard time with. They are personal to him and that’s why we are not together. These are desperate attempts. I’ve moved on.
Look, Pam. Let me explain something to you. Those “habits?” The ones you had problems with? That ruined the marriage? Pam. Honey. If you date someone for more than a couple months before marrying them, you learn about those habits before you get married. Then you can just break up with the person, instead of having to divorce them. Do you see how that works? It’s pretty straight-forward. Just something to consider.
You guys, I’m so sorry posting has been slow since Friday. I am trapped at my mother’s house in Phoenix where I have no friends and the Internet here sucks and my cell phone doesn’t get reception and we’re having so much trouble moving over to the new server and I have to spend all damn day tomorrow getting crappy tests at a stupid doctor’s office (long story) and I just want to cry, you guys. I’m in the worst mood ever.
So anyway. This song came on the radio today and I was like “Oh my God, I love this song.” And then I was happy for like two minutes, and that was nice.
Mariah Carey, drinking deeply at VH1′s Music Cares event, invaded the ladies’ room with two burly bodyguards. Two women already there say her security tried to evict them, but they refused to leave. Says one: “One of the bodyguards said to us, ‘If you’re going to stay, you better not watch Mariah pee.’Ã¢â‚¬â€°Ã¢â‚¬Å “
What the fuck? Was she using a urinal? Was she going to pee in the sink? Or was she seriously worried that these women were going to get down on the floor and stick their heads under the door of her stall for a brief yet beautiful glimpse of Mariah Carey urinating?
“It kind of progressed into this thing where I needed to always be dieting and losing weight and more weight,” she says in an interview. “It became my life and I didn’t have any friends and this was definitely my best friend and I held on to it really tight.”
At 85 pounds, she says, “I knew that was a really low number and I knew that my hair was falling out and I had really weird skin. My face looked really weird and I was getting this fuzz on my face and I was always cold â€“ always to the point of uncontrollably shaking, [but] I was more scared that 85 lbs. wasn’t good enough. I wanted to be lower.”
And lest you think we can just talk anorexia and be done with it …
THERE’S CUTTING, TOO!!!
“I would look at the scars and what I had done to myself and that would convince me not to eat. I also was crying for attention and I also really wanted someone to see my scars and help me and give me a hug.”
Kat McPhee’s reading this somewhere thinking to herself, “Dammit. Cutting! Of course! Why the fuck didn’t I think of that??”