WooHoo! no...wait, what?

[private to self]

So what am I doing here, anyway? I've got Swarovski crystals up the yin-yang and no studio space. I'm getting itchy. I need to make a home.

And as sweet as Blake and company are, this isn't home. I find myself sketching and sketching and constantly working. If I don't have a Lil-space soon, I'm going to bury myself in Art the same way I did in Science, and that just won't do.

I think I'm going to take that warehouse in SoHo. The people who own the gallery on the first floor are interested in having a beginning artist living and having studio space upstairs and if I get Ricky to move in up above me, it might bring in even more traffic for the gallery.

I'm going to fly the proposal in front of them and see if it grabs them. Thank Mom and Dad for the capital to actually be able to do all of this. That and the grant I've been living off for the past seven years.

Time to get this party started!

(I do hope Ethan can get back here soon. I feel horrible about his family. I wish I could help.

I can't believe after all these years, his voice still does things to me.)

[/private]

[private to Ricky]

Hey Ricky, were you serious about wanting to move in near me? The floor above me in that warehouse building is free. I'm going to float a proposal to the owners of the SoHo warehouse building/art gallery and see if they bite.

I've got my capital lined up, do you have any to contribute?

[private]

Lillian paced the bedroom she was using at Blake's house, staring at the phone on the bed. She sort of wished she still had the excuse of not being able to speak loud enough to use the cellphone so that she wouldn't feel bad about calling.

But, she wanted to talk to him. And she wanted to hear his voice, too. So finally, she sighed and flopped on the bed, dialing Ethan's cellphone number.

She rolled over on her back and began studying the texture of the ceiling as she counted ringtones.

Kurt has deemed me fit to go out in public.

Fill up my social calendar!

[Private to Lillian]

Um... I'm really sorry about the whole tabloids thing. I mean, I would be really flattered if you were, in fact, my mistress and secretly Beckett's mum, but... yeah. Usually they don't get so out of hand with stories -- usually I'm the all American dude! I guess they just didn't know what else to write about.

[/Private]

[private to self]

Hoshit, Blake was right. I'm in the tabloids. Crap.

and I look like hell.

Kurt's gonna kill me.

[/private]

Kurt? Do you have time for shopping? I have money and almost no clothes.

And the clothes I do have are...horrible.

I have not seen a Vogue magazine in years.

I look like a freakin' hobo.


And if you know a decent hairstylist, that might be good because my hair is like straw and it's...very long.

Oh, I might need makeup too. I don't know what's in.

help plz???

I may not get to New York as fast as I thought I was going to get there.

Somebody took my money. And my guitar.

Customs was a bloody nightmare, and by the time she was out of it, Lillian was exhausted, near tears, and pissed off. Plus, she looked awful and felt worse. Her braids had to be nasty by now, but she could hardly comb through her impossibly long hair now. Finally, she emerged out of the gate, looking around for Blake...hopefully he was here, or else she wasn't sure what the heck she was going to do...

...she really wished she had other shoes. God, she needed to go shopping. But right now, she needed to get out of the crowd.

Ah, I've finally found what I've been missing my whole life. I'd like to say I mean one of my boys (and in case Nate reads this, I of course mean the human one and not the furry one...) but I was actually talking about that irritable overabundance of energy that's plagued me all my life. Multiple school clubs, multiple jobs, multiple lovers, insane producers- all fun but apparently, all I needed was a day with my nephews and nieces and I'm zonked. Or maybe that's just old age showing itself.

In equally thrilling news - I have groupies! Of sorts. A posse of very cute, entirely legal girls waited at the stage door just for me and ignored Generic Hottie Of The Month Who Stole My Lead, or Ghom as I call him in my head (because Ghotmwsml is hard to pronounce). Not an original or interesting nickname, I know, but it's a work in progress. Feel free to throw any ideas my way.
Anyway, it was nice. Appreciation is always, well, appreciated. Funnily enough.

I've been here seven years.

And I only have one bag.

Seven years. One bag. I've sent nothing "home".

I'm either really awesome...or really pathetic.

Everything that really means anything to me has been in a storage facility in Columbus for over a decade. That includes my good suits.

Suddenly, I can't stand it here anymore. I gotta go home.

I've got a psychiatrist on retainer.

I need an apartment with SPACE and privacy. Room enough to rollerskate at midnight. Private enough to sing at the top of my lungs whenever I want.

And I need my friends around me again.

I leave tomorrow. I couldn't wait anymore. I'll arrive sometime on Saturday...I hope someone can pick me up and give me a sofa to crash on...

I've been thinking. I think it's time I got the girls involved in a few more things. I hardly think that they have enough to occupy their time. Besides, it's good to be well-rounded. And my girls are just so good at everything they do!

And the more I think about it the more I just know this is a perfect idea. I want to put the girls in pageants. It's perfect! My girls are beautiful! It wouldn't take much for them to win. And really, it's just a no brainer! With their beauty and their talent there is no way they could lose.

So, I really need to get in contact with Kurt. He's exactly what I need to get this thing off the ground. I'm only hoping he'll have the time.

Vancouver is lovely this time of year! I really am not quite sure what I'm doing so far north, though. I do miss London, but our new production is set to open in a week and for whatever reason, my producer is demanding a rewrite. Blasphemy I say!

In other news, I do have news from the 'gala' I attended the other night. Teen heartthrob Taylor Kelly was there with his 'girlfriend' Amanda Knolls. If you ask me, might as well have a multi-colored flag tattooed on his finely shaped ass, but no one has asked me so...meh.

However, the party was quote vivacious and I am pleased to say both old Hollywood and New Hollywood turned out. I still find it ironic we call it 'Hollywood' since most of the production studios have now officially moved to Canada. Oh well.

Good news? Samuel Worthsly, the president of Fox loves my new script for the film adaptation for Spring Awakening.

Bad news? I think I slept with Madonna last night. You know, years ago that would have excited me...now? I'm a bit disturbed that it even happened, to be completely honest.

...I was even more disturbed a moment ago when I realized that it was Brittany Spears. I'm going to get tested this afternoon.

I swear this is the last time I drink Absynth. Well, the last time I drink it alone, anyway.

Watchers of Lillian's YouTube channel will notice that aside from her usual weblog updates, there's a new video.

( it's like I'm losing my mind... )

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Howdy, biyotches! Stories, stories, stories, have we got STORIES for you! You guys have done great sending in pictures, rumors and videos, keep up the awesome work!

First, for fun, it's the Thanksgiving Day Slushie Round-Up! Today, we've got slushie shots for Rachel (natch), Mercedes, Artie, Tina, and, our usual shot of former Queen Bee Quinn Fabray getting it TWICE! Awesome reaction faces, Glee peeps, keep it up!



Glee Diva Rachel Berry and Glee Jock Finn Hudson have called it Quits!

Scrimmages were not all the tryouts for the football team were working at...it seems that Rachel has an old flame who has stolen her heart. One wonders, after causing the breakup of one boy's relationship, if she'll be causing another quite soon. Time will tell, and we will have the scoop as the story develops!

Now, for our First Mega Story for this Mega-Edition: True love comes to Glee!

As many of you know, the Glee people put on a show for us on Friday...but the REAL show was outside, in the hall!

Fashionista Kurt Hummel and the Baseball boy hottie Christian Tanner seem to have found thier True Love Connection. [link to video]

One wonders if their parents know about such things...and whether or not they would approve. Still...love conquers all, right?




WHO IS THE MYSTERIOUS BABYDADDY????

The buzz is all about who really is the father of Quinn Fabray's baby. So many of you have written to tell us your theories and rumors, we've decided to have a poll.

[] Kurt Hummel - Um, see above story. It doesn't look good.
[] Artie Abrams - We highly doubt it, though this could not be ruled out completely.
[] Noah "Puck" Puckerman - The mohawked wonder is said to be an awesome kisser and a good lay, but we wonder if being best friends with the first 'presumed' babydaddy would be a deterrent to fathering a child with his best friend's girl.
[] Christian Tanner - We are not ruling out someone being bi-curious here. Plus, the kid would be admittedly awesome-looking.

[] Finn Hudson - Yes, we're aware that she said he wasn't...but maybe she was just trying to get him away from her. Though sometimes they do look awfully cozy, don't they?

[]Mike
or []Matt - seriously, does anyone know anything about these two? We've had some interesting rumors about Mike and another Glee member, but those *are* only rumors, after all...

send your answers to us, and we'll announce the winner next issue!


In other news:

Dingbat Cheerio started a fire in the Chemistry lab. Whether this will improve her intelligence remains to be seen.

Happy Teacher and Happy Guidance counselor were seen driving off in his car before first period the other day...the plot thickens!

Singing was heard in the girl's bathroom the other day...looks like Glee will be getting a new loser soon...

Seems like the football team will be more 'estrogen empowered' with the addition of two female members. I wonder if the boys will be encouraged to explore their 'feminine side'.

Hello, kids, ladies and gentlemen and gossip mongers of all ages!

This will be your one-stop-shop for everything McKinley gossip! And what's more, you can join in the fun!

Got any hot gossip just dying to find some ears to listen? Give us a call, drop us a line! We've got time to hear their crime!

Get a really good picture of a Slushie facial? Send it to us and it will be on the internets FOREVER!

Our top story this week? Oh, this Halloween was a doozy for those super-awesome Glee kids! The costumes were mostly ho-hum, but our roving reporter caught a wonderful example of ingenuity on the part of one Glee-member, the fabulous Kurt Hummel:

[image: one Kurt Hummel, giving a flirty look and a flip of his hip in his Cheerio costume]

Can fashion sense like this go unrecognized? I say NO! Clearly, cleverness like this should be recognized...

Other top stories:

Calling Jerry Springer: We've heard rumors that a certain blonde Glee-member may not be altogether honest about her babydaddy. There were reports of an argument and drama-filled journal entries...could it be that our QB and former Queen Bee are on the outs? Time will tell!

Drama in the teacher's lounge? We hear from certain exclusive sources that there's a bit of hanky panky going on between a teacher and one of our guidance counselors...guess there's someone needing a bit of guidance in the love department...

Hey, that's all we've got for now, kids! Want to make our webreporting even better? We need YOUR help!

[contact information] We're ready to believe you! ;)

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