This song's for you, Q-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6WwHnNaqSX8
someday you might be singing this song too...
Q's got her foot in the door, and as that old Gwen Stefani/Eve song says, "she aint goin' nowhere." If all of this isn't a half brained scheme for attention, some quick dirty sex and to get back at their exes, I suggest they think it through. Thoroughly.
It's too bad she overexposed herself as a loathesome individual, because if she had thought before tweeting, she could have made herself a tidy sum doing some printwork or tasteful nudes (*dripping w/ sarcasm*
If TR approves) She would have her own money, her own life, and ultimately the power to say "no, I don't want to do that/go there, etc" and if TR wants to put his foot down, she'd have somewhere to go and remain with her dignity intact.
As of today, she is completely under his thumb, subject to his every whim...no Bottega Veneta, Cynthia Rowley or Nobu sushi unless he gives the ok...a person as carefree and shallow as her will eventually wither and die under such autonomous rule, unless he gives her free reign, which I sincerely doubt, because he doesn't trust her...I've always felt that working with a lover-especially with a lover with a controlfreak streak a mile wide-is never,
ever a good idea. It's as bad as doing business with family. I wonder whether she's thought of that. Maybe she's in a sex stupor or drunk with ambition, but she really should think about it.
Long and hard.
He may wonder why things always seem to blow up in his face, and is mired in self pity...why he would rather rush into something ill advised rather than esconce himself in that cold marble palace he's built for himself alone. Self loathing and self pity are such natural bedfellows... I believe he played at being emo so long he actually began to believe it. The "miserable little man" act is going to leave him a
lonely old man if he doesn't learn to accept himself and be happy with his place in the surroundings he's chosen for himself. If not, move. If so, he needs to stop portraying himself as the human equivalent of the plague, wise up and get working...
As Evil said earlier, they're not surprised he picked the likes of Q-maybe he prefers easy women (and I mean that in more than the obvious definition) If so, he should stop portraying himself as a man who likes to see electronic impulses still shooting off in his women's brain and advertise accordingly: "Only
skinny sub, obedient whores, slut, scalliways, and skeezers need apply" It's that easy. What sad self sabotage, but at least he'll be having fun playing with his pretty little dolls...I wonder whether he'll ever play "tea party" with them at his dining room table, complete with Limoges china and big hats with poofy billows of lace and feathers, his one sided conversations bouncing eerily off the clean stucco walls...
I hope he smartens up soon-if he ever was smart. If not, I guess this mess was always just business as usual.
P.S.-God, Bowie is a beautiful creature
We have tons of "spas" on storefronts. Are the really spas - nope, they do nails/feet/waxing and shoulder massage in a chair. Not fancy at all. $20 a pop. 
I regret that I ever bought any NIN product. Too embarassing. Trent is a retarded child. 
