The day after In Hell with Maya came out, Wednesday, was an easy one for me, since Maya, Robert and the boys had their appointment with the therapist to discuss the book in the afternoon, which is when I usually work with the boys. I promised Jacob we’d get in some BP after he got … Continue reading “In Hell with Maya” (last part)
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“In Hell with Maya” (part 2)
Earlier tonight, we had the meeting in the living room with Maya and Robert to discuss the disgusting tell-all book that got released today. There were seven of us there, the ones who work in the house (most of us live here, too): me, Maya, Robert, Mrs. Bedrossian, Belen, Sandy and Dr. Peterson. We probably … Continue reading “In Hell with Maya” (part 2)
“In Hell with Maya” (part 1)
I don’t know if y’all keep up with trashy celebrity tell-all books, so maybe you don’t know that today some meanass bitch named Jill Ramos came out with something called In Hell with Maya. She was Maya’s personal assistant before Sandy…and did one heck of a hatchet job on her old boss. Since Sandy was … Continue reading “In Hell with Maya” (part 1)
Matteo Makes His Goal Weight
I reckon I may be supposed to wait until next week’s show airs, but I’m excited enough to want to tell y’all about what happened this morning at Matteo’s weigh-in. He did it. He reached his goal weight. He even overshot it by a pound. I told y’all that we had balloons and confetti ready, … Continue reading Matteo Makes His Goal Weight
Jacob’s Meltdown (last part)
Following Jacob’s meltdown at breakfast and my talk with him afterwards, me and the boys spent the afternoon like any Monday afternoon since I started coming over, except I didn’t look at my watch. Me and Jacob had a great time figuring out the pitching machine, and Matteo’s even stopped asking when our time together … Continue reading Jacob’s Meltdown (last part)
Moving to the Pool House
Moving day has come and gone, and I’m now permanently living in the Sharpmans' pool house. We spread the moving of my furniture and shit into Maya and Robert’s storage unit over two days. Keaton went over the Uhaul place Thursday morning to get us a truck and some more boxes, since I didn’t get … Continue reading Moving to the Pool House
Baseball Boy’s Twitter
Destiny called me the day after I told Joyce about the move. She caught me right after dinner. Since Dr. Peterson’s come back, the boys have had more homework to do, so they haven’t been over to hang out with me almost every evening like we were doing back when the bubble was on. That … Continue reading Baseball Boy’s Twitter
Getting Ready for the Move
So I told Juan Diego that I was moving out. His answer was “hehe…East Pasadena’s not good enough for you anymore now that you’re a TV star, eh?” I’m not the only person in our complex who’s been having trouble paying the rent, so he totally understood. It’s not easy making it in the situation … Continue reading Getting Ready for the Move
I Reckon I Make Up My Mind
“Of course you have to take it, bubba,” Keaton said, when I got him on facetime later that evening. I’d of loved to discuss it with him face-to-face, but the bubble was still on for another few days. “You don’t have a choice.” “Yeah…but…I like having my own place…and it’s awesome having you next door…and…” … Continue reading I Reckon I Make Up My Mind
Maya Makes Me an Offer
Last Thursday, the day after the riot at the Capitol, Maya told me at breakfast that she wanted to see me in her office. She didn’t tell me why, and I was a pretty nervous that I was in trouble somehow. Maya’s office is on the first floor of the house, but on the opposite … Continue reading Maya Makes Me an Offer