I have to do a local photo shoot for another magazine article today- at least this time they want real shots of the gym- my fighting- the normal stuff. None of that half naked nonsense my PR people are always shooting for. Fssh ( Read more... )

Won another match- nearly needed stitches. Met a nice doctor though- he patched it up really well.

Wonder if he will use the tickets my PR person sent to the office.

It seems I have a stalker from that mall showing.

Fsssh.

My mail keeps showing up opened and I keep getting letters with lipstick.

I am moving.

A mall opening. Since when did I what I do become child friendly. How the heck did I get roped into this at all. When I started, I was told I was just to fight and win, train, and be intimidating.

Not sign those obscene photos from the sports magazines for little kids and screaming women.

MY head is killing me. Fsssh

Hiyoshi-sama- do you still want the cat?
I had to hide him from the landlord in a laundry basket today.

This is getting troublesome.

I ned to find a home for a kitten. Landlord won't allow him to stay- and I cannot have him while I travel.

I am not putting him back outside either.

Fsh. I am getting another tattoo done today- most likely another snake. They want to continue the work on the tribal one as well as his tail has started to look a little dull compared to the rest.

I took the week off from getting back from Russia- I hate being lazy like this though.

Working on finding a new manager. Harder than I thought.

I hate Russia. I don't want to go to Russia.

Firing my promotions person as soon as I get back.

The commercials were a success. So much so I have had offers for dating sites, fast food, and some sort of boxing gear aimed at amatuers?

I hate seeing myself on the television. Mother recorded them all.

Fsss

Apparently they want me to endorse some sort of fitness water. It doesn't taste half bad actually ( Read more... )