Hey there Shan Babe! How’s it going!?
Oh you know, just the usual…
I can’t stop listening to Lady Gaga.
You’re such a gay man…
All my gay friends are AMAZING.
And super hot!
Ughhh I wanna be super hot.
You ARE super hot!
Yeah, but I’m also kind of crazy.
People like crazy…
Just put on your skinny jeans, a hipster sweater and a knit cap.
Don’t forget the combat boots.
Where are my fucking keys!?!
Did I leave my straightener on?
Look in the mirror one last time.
Adjust the red lipstick.
Stand back and do one last look.
Why can’t I be 10 pounds thinner?
Ughh why can’t I be 20 pounds thinner?
Nevermind… I want chocolate.
Ugh, I feel fat after that chocolate.
I need coffee
Okay, what am I doing today?
What am I doing with my life???
You’re being a ROCKSTAR, that’s what.
Yeah but I’m just a background actor.
So what!? You are about to get your SAG card, AND record your second album.
What if no one likes my second album?
Where am I getting the money for all this?
I don’t want to be poor anymore.
Someday you’re going to make a fucking ASS-LOAD of money.
YEAH! It’s gonna be fucking sweet!
YEAH! And you’re going to have a hot fucking boyfriend.
Speaking of boyfriends… I haven’t gone on a date… in like two years.
I’m the queen of attracting creepy men.
Dating in New York sucks.
Never mind… I LOVE being single.
Oooooo that boy is cute.
He might be gay… we’re in Hell’s Kitchen.
Oh well… maybe he’ll be a new friend!
That reminds me, what gay club am I drinking at tonight?
Industry? Therapy? Barrage? Fairy Tail?
You’re never going to meet a straight guy at a gay bar.
So what, I’ll get to dance and be fabulous.
Straight bars are full of douche bags.
Yeah… but what if ONE time, there is a nice guy?
Maybe I’ll stay in and write songs.
That sounds like fun!
I want to gig more.
Yeah… but we ALL know that every time you gig, you think 100 people are coming and 10 show up.
You’re right, but maybe I can get more people this time!
Ok… let’s try to book another show.
I miss my old band.
Too bad your ex was the drummer.
Yeah… never doing THAT again.
Don’t shit where you eat, Shan Babe.
Does this mean I can’t have set crushes anymore?
No, just don’t take anyone from set out for drinks.
But it’s so FUN.
Ok… you’re just going to do whatever you want.
I’m a sucker for romance…
Or maybe just “fake love.”
Yeah… love doesn’t happen in NYC.
But MAYBE it does!?!
Where’s my whiskey?
Oh Shan Babe…
Goodnight Shan Babe.
Goodnight, Shan Babe.