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So I'm going to have to add a new clause to my contracts after this picture if I'm going to have any sanity in the future - that I will not work with this petulant moronic spoiled overgrown child again. We're having to do even more reshoots because she doesn't like the colors that wardrobe put her in for some of the shots and claims they're unflattering. Because of course waiting until after things have been shot is the perfect time to bring that up and throw a fit to get your way.

That was probably one of the best birthday presents I've ever gotten, a song written just for me. I mean, I am a little surprised it wasn't called "Get your hands out of my plate" (I'm a human garbage disposal and admit freely to it.) It was just... absolutely perfect and I can't stop smiling.