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??”
First up, Hayden Panettiere, who is reportedly not dating co-star Milo Ventimiglia. Says James Kyson Lee, who shares the screen with the not-couple in Heroes: “The rumor is not true. Let’s just end it there … I think we were just surprised because they’re 12 years apart â€“ for people to even conceive that. I know there have been a lot of jokes, Hayden turning 18 and whatnot. At some point, you just have to let it go, and respect their privacy.”
And as for the murmurings about newly single Heath Ledger and model Helena Christensen? “It is so annoying,” Christensen says. “I can’t even tell you. The funny thing is that they write, ‘just out of a relationship with Josh [Hartnett] and now with Heath [Ledger].’ Josh is one of my dearest friends. … And in several different tabloids they wrote that we were biting each other’s faces off or something like that.”
So, there you have it. Nobody is dating anyone. Now quiet down.