Unsalted

Alright, tonight's post has some good news and bad news and news that is just generally fucked up. I'll start with the bad news, since it happened first if you're going chronologically.

The bad news: For those of you wondering what the hell is going on with LitelySalted and why the hell you've been staring at Winnie Cooper for the past month...Well, the site has been sold. By the looks of it, the process may soon be complete, and when that finally happens, well, who knows? Neither of us really knows for certain where this one is going, but que sera sera I suppose.

The good news, however, is that I'm not out of the gossip writing game. I've been hired as a writer over at popbytes, where I'll be adding a bit of snark to the proceedings. As much as I loved working for LitelySalted and as much as I adore Stacey, I have to admit, popbytes is pretty goddamn fantastic. So even if LitelySalted is dunzo (once again, not sure if it is,) at least I have somewhere to channel the haterade.

And now for the news that will make you go "Whaaaaaaa?!": a friend of mine, who I won't name outright, recently went quiet for a little while, and the official story was that she was in a terrible accident and hospitalized. Naturally, I felt awful, because she's always been a great friend to me.

And then I found out that she faked the whole thing.

Really.

From what I heard, there's a pretty sizable amount of evidence (and I do mean SIZABLE) that she wasn't in an accident and that she wasn't in the hospital and...Well, that she lied. I really don't want this to be true, since she's been a great friend to me, but on the other hand, the evidence against it is pretty much insurmountable. To be honest, I'm a little pissed. I know I'm not the most honest person in the world, but I can't say I would ever fake something that serious.

I'm not sure what her possible reasoning could have been behind this, but naturally I'm a little upset that she felt the need to lie about something this extreme. I'm sure her actions don't speak for themselves here, but the idea that she could blatantly lie about something like this just makes me feel like an idiot for trusting her. It doesn't negate the wonderful things she's done for me, but I have to say, if this is true, I am extremely disappointed.

Anyway, this has been a horribly depressing and kinda scatter-brained blog post, so I'm just going to wrap this up before it gets any worse. Cheers.

Oh My God, I Have A Follower. Kickass!

It's currently quarter to 11, I've had my morning breakfast of nasty fucking choco protein shake that tastes like someone downed an enitre can of ovaltine mix and then ouked it back up, and I'm watching the first season of Arrested Development, which I've FINALLY picked up (next up, Donnie Darko. I got me some catching up to do). Anyways, decided to do a quick blog post when holy-banana-shit-fucking-jeebus-on-a-cracker, I see that I have a follower. And it's Rusty! Oh what a nice morning this has been, aside from the fact that I drank a "2 Girls, 1 Cup" tasting protein abortion.

Anyways, you can find a link to Rusty's Ventures in the blog roll to the side (She's in between Pierre Fitch and James, which is pretty much every gay man's dream). Also, Meaux is blogging now too! Yay! Once again, you can find her there too at Meaux's Happy Apathy. And also, jm has her own blog too! It's called Windows Up, Volume Down, and if you don't read it I'll chew off your ankles. Everyone's blogging now, how cool is this?

The Blog Roundup

Another new feature! This is where I go across the blogosphere, check up on the writers, and report back on who's going insane! Is it Dustin Rowles or Erik Rhodes? Read on!

Agent Bedhead is still fairly lucid, even if she is posting about the spice girls.

A Big Congratulations to Ms. Beckyloo who's script is being developed! Way to go, Becks!

Boo's brother finally dumped the dumb tramp he was seeing! Yay!

Sarina isn't dead. It would take a wooden stake and a silver bullet to take that bitch down.

It's TK's last day over at Pajiba, so be sure to go over and thank him for running Pajiba Love while Stacy's been gone.

And speaking of Stacy's absence, the crazy blogger is...(drumroll)...Dustin! Head over to Webster's Is My Bitch for some more crazy! And if you're wondering about Erik? He's gradually getting better. Even though he looks like a roided up Jenny Lewis in drag. *Huggles!*