Well hello Type-A haters and cat-loving fatties.
Just to let you all know — I have not made a decision about my own Donk-Free Week. I am totally behind JP’s Donkey Vacation, but I am not sure I am ready for one yet. Nor am I sure that I want to shut down RBNS, as some have suggested, just because she’s boring. Crazy always hilariously follows the boring, and the crazy continues to enthrall me.
My feeling is this: As long as she continues to broadcast her insanity and to routinely lie through her teeth to 20,000 Twitter followers and the odd dozen who read her blog, I am not going to commit to not blogging about her. If she sends another cunty e-mail to an ex’s GF, for example, or crashes someone else’s birthday party and licks her fucking cake, and I get wind of it, she will be publicly humiliated for her bullshit right here.
The only way I would commit to entirely stopping RBNS is if Donkey did something miraculous like GREW THE FUCK UP. Stopped Tweeting, stopped blogging, got into extensive, long-term therapy and actually emerged a normal, well-adjusted and sane human being who expressed remorse for all of the shitty, entitled princess lunacy she has inflicted upon people for years.
Until that happens, I will be here. Maybe not every day, maybe not after every Tweet or every blog post — but I will be here, on Julie Albertson Insanity Watch, ready to bust her ass every time she posts about how truly blessed and/or emotionally healthy she is when I know, behind the scenes, she remains a barking mad cuntasaurus with next to no friends and smoldering trail of burned bridges.