Good morning. Can I tell you something? Yes, you can. Good morning. I was having a scary dream about Art the Clown from Terrifier. It was like following me around and I was like it was so spooky. It was so spooky. spooky. scary. And I just I kept seeing him out the out out the window in the corner of like a building. It was really, really freaky shit that it woke me up. And I look at the time and it's 3.30 in the morning. Witching hour. And I'm like, any other time would have been fine. So naturally I'm like a little spooked out and having trouble falling back asleep. So that was my night slash morning.

Welcome to disrespectfully with Katie Maloney and Dana Kathen.

Unapologetically. We're here to do what we want to do. Spilling the tea.

Babe, you're going to see the power of women like disrespectfully. I woke up at four for no reason. And then I fell back asleep around seven. So it's like got those real, that hard hour. It's the worst when you fall asleep finally around like, you know, five or six in the morning when it's like kind of getting to the time to wake up and you're just doing your best work. You're just cozy and you're like you're having a nice dream and then you got to wake up and you just

do not feel rest at all you feel worse you feel like hungover yeah and i mean poor lasso fucking

fucking exhausted i can tell how bad my night has been when she looks at me like and has puffy

eyes in the morning and is like yawning i'm sorry girl i was bored okay i really consistently

when i am waking up do it around three And it's always a bummer to me. But do you believe there's something to the witching hour? Like, why is it that three to four hour? I don't know why. I think there probably is some kind of lore there as to why that those are the hours. But I do consistently wake up at that time. I don't know if it's because of the time that I fall asleep, that that usually coincides with like a bathroom break,

you know? But yeah, whether it's true or not, like, it's just one of those things that irrational,

not irrational, I'm going to think about it at 3 o'clock in the morning. Why am I awake and staring

into the dark corners of my bedroom? I got really freaked out this morning because I have a couple of maintenance requests at my place

and they said, and it was like nine, and they said completed. And I was like, am I unable to hear

my front door opening? But then I went back and checked my ring and there was nothing. So I think

it was a fuck up and I sent it along. So I was hoping that I was like, don't love that. But I do listen to my white noise machine on full rock and roll volume. Got to do it. I'm like, I am so uncomfortable if I'm ever somewhere. I mean, you know I, we all know I travel with it. But when people just sleep in silence, I'm like, how the fuck do you do that? I could not imagine. I do. That is the pressure of that. We'll put a movie on and put the sleep timer on. So eventually it goes quiet. But yeah, I don't know. See, well, that wakes me up. The like, which is, I mean, I've jumped back to Julia Fox's book because I'm like, I've just been listening to Matthew so much. But it's like, so I have that on and I usually do it for 45 minutes. But the, if it just goes from that to silent, it, it's jarring to me. So I, yeah, have to keep that, have to keep that on there. Do you know I met last night? Sorry, I don't have to change the subject. No, change it. This is boring. What did you meet? I met sexy Santa. Do you know who sexy Santa is? I sent, I responded back to Foey story and I said, okay, St. Dick, because I was like, he was like really slutty. Who is that? No, I don't know who that is, but I was like, okay. His name is... Papa's got a new bag.

He's like an older gentleman who's a model, clearly.

His name is John Paul Anderson.

Look at him.

Oh, even better with his clothes off.

Yeah, I was wondering what the deal was with that.

He's very daddy.

He's very father figure.

He's very daddy. And he was absolutely just hamming it up as Santa being like, you know, flirty. And Nick and I haven't got our pictures yet, but I really want to see them. From last night? Yeah. It was like one of those photo of things we put in your number and then it texted to you, but like we just didn't get ours. That's devastating. I hope they come through. Sometimes when me and Ariana were at that Christmas party or whatever the fuck it was. But, you know, because it was after hell. Was it Halloween? Maybe. The one you went to Hollywood with all the young. Yeah. Yeah. We were so drunk in that photo booth and we, I only got one of that. Like one did get emailed to me so I'm glad that I have it and it was the one with my ass in the air. But amazing. God damn. I just daddyless forever. I love a photo booth. Do you know what they also had at this party last night? So it was the free form 25 days of Christmas and it was so cute. Pigs

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