All Dolled Up and No Place to Go...Yet.

Since I had my startling epiphany of how incredibly lackluster my life is right now, I have been on a mission to find out what the fuck my problem is. Unfortuately, the urge to go on this mission only seems to come on when I'm at work, which is frustrating...beacause I have no more privacy than a goldfish, OR when I'm totally tanked - which is as much a crapshoot as a drunk man's ability to perform in bed; either I'm completely inspired, or I'm unable to do anything except watch internet porn, Will & Grace, and Law & Order SVU while drooling on myself.
Recently, my dear friend and big sis Sangrante suggested a certain plan concerning my website,Billychic.com, which has been unfinished and neglected like an abused step-child. I don't want to spill the beans just yet, but suddenly the fog lifted a bit. This new venture will be a combination of several things that I have been wanting to do but have been spending more time figuring out than actually trying, like getting back into disc-jockeying; getting back into entertainment; creating something that people will really dig within a digital/cyber medium.

In short, I'm really fucking excited.