Saturday, November 9, 2002


LA HIGH

Hey Hugh, it's Micheal.

Micheal who?

Micheal, the actor you wrote about in your Blog.

Oh, riiiigghhhtttt.

That was the first day of your Blog.

Yeah, I know.

How does it feel?

Uh, why are you calling me?

How does it feel to cause pain, Hugh? I was on TV twice tonight. At the same time. Did you see me Hugh?

Actually I did.

So what do you have to say now, Mr. Big Blog?

Are you on crack?

NO, THAT'S NOT THE DIRECTION MY CAREER IS GOING. Sound familiar Hugh?

Uh, yeah.

So you saw me? How did I look?

Ok. Except for the Big Purse hanging out of your mouth.

That's not nice, Hugh.

You must have gotten paid alot.

Well... yeah. It was my agent's idea.

Duh. No Semi-Respectable Fag would've been caught dead doing that show.

This hurts, Hugh. You were asking me about my sexuality, a very private and personal thing.

You were onstage talking about giving Blow Jobs, for god's sake.

I just, just...

See my career going in another direction. Yeah, heard that.

Would you just drop it?

Oh yeaahhh. Suuurrre.

Thank you.

No problemo.

I don't mean to sound like a whiney queen.

Uh huh.

Goodbye, Hugh.

C'ya.

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