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"If you're not oozing, you're not in."

Mom just took me and the baby out to see
This Is It
the docu-film about Michael Jackson's rehearsal process for his final curtain tour,
and let me tell you,
I really wish I had grown up in the Michael Jackson days because
quite honestly, my generation apparently got seriously gypped when it comes to icons.
Anyway, we both really enjoyed it, and now I am convinced:
I want to be famous.




expect some diana's within the next three days.

good night, and sweet dreams.

love, rudi