to use any of us for endorsements. And clever as she is, Tiff had no idea how the legal end of that stuff works.
So, yeah, I forgive her. Keeping a hate on when I have so much good going on in my life right now seems pretty stupid.
No, I am not going to discuss my personal life.
I’ve got some really interesting options on the table. Things where I hope I can really make a difference in the world.
What?
Oh, good grief, I told you. I’m not talking about who I’m seeing.
We are so done.
Confessional: Paul Blackwell aka Spasm
Looking back, I think getting cut from the show early was about the best thing that could have happened to me. For one thing, I got one of the best bedrooms, since I could pick early. And since the network wanted to keep us all around for the last big whoop-de-doo, I’ve had about two months of free living in Los Angeles.
At first, the Discard Pile House was really a bummer of a place to live. They tricked the place out for a lot of people, and when it was just a few of us rattling around the place, it was . . . I don’t know. Creepy. Like that hotel in that Stephen King novel. Too empty. But more and more people came over, and the place filled up. Now it feels like being back at the frat house, only slightly more coed, if you see what I mean.
King Cobalt? I have never seen a guy get more stoked by free beer and pizza. And Tiffani’s a real tweaker, but I kind of like her style. You get her drunk enough and put her and Hardhat in the room together, they start riffing off each other. I have never heard anyone talk that dirty. And the southern accent just makes it better. She’s all right.
Joe Twitch? Oh. You heard about that? Yeah, well, I was just messing around, you know? So here’s the thing. Twitch was going on about how he could beat anyone at pool. Okay, maybe he’s good, maybe he’s cheating. I wouldn’t know if he was putting his hand on the balls and nudging them. Fast as he is, who could even see, you know? But he’s riding it and riding it and riding it. So right when he’s lining up his shot, I make him sneeze. Really the first one was just to queer his aim. But he makes this high-pitched squeak. He sounds like a thirteen-year-old girl who’s seen a mouse. So I do it again, and he makes the sound again. And then pretty soon he’s, like, bouncing off the walls sneezing. Everyone thought it was hilarious. Well. Everyone else.
It was weird seeing Jade Blossom again. I remember seeing the footage from when Team Black got the news that they were cut. It looked rough, but I mean we’d all been there. I didn’t really think much about it until they actually showed up. Jade looked like crap. I mean really worn down. Earth Witch said that she heard that Jade spent the whole first night crying, and it wasn’t even because she was sad. They were just so tired, you know? We’re talking about taking them all out for a night on the town. Except Dragon Huntress, since she’s underage and all. Just to try to cheer them up.
Whoever gets cut next week should be a total basket case. I kind of hope it’s Curveball. I mean, not to be a jerk or anything. She just seems cool, and she’d be fun to party with. I hope she wins and all, but if she doesn’t, I hope she can come hang out at Losers Central for a week. DB and Bugsy aren’t here anymore, so there wouldn’t even be a big problem that way.
I’ve been rethinking what I want to do after this. Professionally, I mean. When I came into this game, I was all about winning the money and setting up a business, you know. The whole entrepreneur thing. And I still think it would be cool, but . . . well, LA’s kind of its own world. Being here, and having a whole lot of free time and just a little tiny bit of celebrity? It makes some sorts of things available that you just can’t get in the rest of the country. Hell, the rest of the world. Did you know that there are more porn movies put out in a month here