It's Under My Skin

I have been meaning to do a video blog, since it's been forever...(as usual) but since I just showered all of the makeup from TerrorDome off, my face is red and blotchy....so, written (typed) blog it is for tonight!!

There is something that has been completely under my skin, and I swear...I am going to, for REAL, bounce someone's head off the wall any second now...

Here goes...

Many moons ago, I was friends with this girl...She was my BEST friend. I taught her so many things about the acting and makeup world. I told her all of my little secrets to keeping stage makeup looking wonderful, how to make a smokey eye illuminate, how to make your skin look like its peeling with latex, how to fade colors to make a realistic bruise, how to shape wax to make prosthetic bullet holes, how to make brain matter out of a sponge and jello....so on and so forth. I introduced her to the wonderful world of Seasonal Acting...brought her on as my semi torch carrier for TD...

Then shit blew up, she became the biggest fucking pain in the ass....a lot of crazy shit went down....Long story short, the friendship died. Completely and utterly vanished. Sometimes, I miss the shit out of her. Like, to the point where I just want to call her and be like, "Yo, come over...I have to show you this disgusting piece I just made out of latex and paper towels." But, like I said, the friendship is dead. 

But anyway...(This is where I start bitching....)

I saw a comment on a photo of hers...About how her makeup looks amazing and blahblah.....Bitch, she's using MY makeup tricks to make people think she is some sort of gore designing demigoddess. Yeah, not really. Last time I checked, I took the Makeup classes in college...and im the one that designed all of the techniques you are now claiming as your own. Ugh.

Why can't people just get over themselves? Seriously...If I was her, and someone was like, Your makeup looks sublime....I'd be like, "thanks...some cunt showed me how to do shit like this a long ass time ago"....I wouldnt take ALL the damn credit. News flash....You're a fucking FAKE. 

But whatever....I just wanted to get some of this rage out of me before I went to bed. I feel like if I didnt, i would be killing people in my dreams again....and after all the blood I saw tonight, while i was doing what I do best; insulting people, making them piss their pants and cry...I would rather have dreams of something else. 

But I love you all....and I promise a video blog sooner or later...

Have sweet dreams, Dear Ones,

-J.C.

Nonsense And Lemonade

It's been a few moons since I actually had any thing to talk about...And truth be told, I really dont have much to say right now...Just some blah blah blah that's been on my mind. 

First of all, even though none of what I am about to say is ANY of my business.....Butttt....first of all...Would any of you date an ex? Or even better....would you remarry your ex husband? Knowing everything that you do now about your ex...and how or why it ended...would you go back and do it all over again? I know i wouldn't...I wouldn't give that even a second thought. Not just because I am happily engaged to an amazing man...but because it isn't worth the shit that I had to go through. I think anyone of you can agree...

Now, another question...Do any of you think that if the woman gets pregnant...that its a guarantee your man is going to stay with you? My answer? Not at all.There is nothing binding him to the woman except child support...Some men who leave the woman dont even have anything to do with their children. But I guess that separates the men from pigs, huh? But anyway...just because you love your child, doesnt mean you have to love their mother....right? Exactly.

I just find it ridiculously amusing that some women actually CHOOSE to be treated like shit and CHOOSE to have a baby with the man who wouldn't give two fucks whether or not you stay or go and CHOOSE to stay with the guy, whose cheating on her...just because "its the father of my baby"...trust me...I have seen it all before. I have had to pick up the pieces of my friends' broken hearts because they opted to get involved with someone who didn't even have enough courtesy to not smoke pot in the house while their new born is in the next room, asleep. Some people are just that fucked up. And if you are choosing to live your life that way...then maybe you are just as fucked up...

I know for a fact that if Adam came into the house with a lit cigarette, while our new born was in the same house, I would put my foot right up his ass, and he knows it! And honestly...if the relationship wasn't working out between us, he didn't want to be in our relationship anymore...BUT still wanted to be in his babies life...then by all means...But i wouldn't just try to "stay together for the kids." Especially if everything was crazy shitty and what have you. 

Why is it that women can't be stronger? (I know some seriously strong women that would cut someone if any of the above shit went down.) Why can't women think for themselves? Why do they feel like they need a man to complete them? My Mama raised me all by herself....and look....I am a strong and confident person with a huge heart...

Now I'm not saying I don't need my fiance...I do need him...I need him in many ways...but if it came down to the point where my life or my child's life was threatened because of the fucked up things he was doing...(IE: treating me like shit or blatantly cheating) then out the fucking door he goes! 

I dont know...This really doesnt have anything to do with anything...It's just something that I thought about this afternoon after I read something that a friend of mine posted on Facebook. 

But I suppose, when life gives you lemons....You should just make some lemonade....But what if life doesn't give you sugar for said lemonade? Then you have some tart as fuck, nasty lemonade that you have to choke down...

That is enough out of me tonight...

Biting lemons, 

-J.C.