I convinced the flatulently challenged Nick to pop a few pills that night, and this is what happens - public news! I can't say I'm disappointed though, I really love to be in the spot light. Centre stage is where I desire to be. I was relaxed that night and decided to open up to Alex, and tell him how I really felt. I gently whispered into his ear ( Read more... )

While doing some shows in Russia, I kept hearing some persistant fans on my side of the stage say something - butt I don't speak Russian (nor does Nick). Finally a girl wrote it on paper: батокс!

Later, Nick asked one of the publicity people to translate it. Apparently it means "The Buttocks".

I'm glad I have fans all over my the globe!

It has been some time since I've let my presence be known. All is well here ( Read more... )

I have to admit something here in my LiveJournal: Nick prefers violet coloured (heathered) sweat pants to his dressy trousers. I have to back him up on this choice.

It appears that much humour surrounds me ( Read more... )

Last night a fan had the audassity to give Nick a firm slap on his rear. Sure, Nick found this a little chafing - butt think about me! me! Imagine getting a clean slap across the face, and that's exactly how it felt. Strangers slapping me for no reason, pssh. Stupid fan hands. They wouldn't slap Mr. Alex in the face, now would they ( Read more... )

There isn't as much glamour for me as there is for Nick's face. The face gets all the photos. The face gets all the kisses. The face gets all the swoons. I believe the man has 2 sets of cheeks - and I deserve a little more respect ( Read more... )

I'm new to this little online journal thing, but I feel quite welcome already. It appears that I get more action in a certain community than in my poor probe-less life. I shall wither like the flower I am. It's a shame. Oh look, I've already started with drama ( Read more... )