Reichen has just updated his My Space profile so that his headline reads, "You Shady Lying Sack of Shit. You're BEYOND Gross. What an Idiot I Have Been!"

Reichen also posted a new blog to his My Space profile entitled Dating Tips for Hollywood:

"Tuesday, April 29, 2008 — Dating Tips for Hollywood

Never believe them when they say they're in love with you.

Never believe them when they tell you where their heart is.

Never believe them when they say they're only going to sleep with you, especially when there is a social climbing opportunity in front of them.

Never underestimate their need for celebrity, money, and fame.

Never believe you can fix it by being true or nice.

Never EVER believe love is more important to them than anything Hollywood.

Don't date in Hollywood. Realize that for them, it's all BUSINESS."

Words to live by, though we got a little bit tripped up on dating tip #3, "Never believe them when they say they're only going to sleep with you, especially when there is a social climbing opportunity in front of them." We find this confusing on so many levels. If your companion is honest enough to admit that their only intention is to bone you—whether for social-climbing reasons or simply because they "heard from a friend of a friend of Neil Patrick Harris that you fuck like a feisty piranha"—isn't that level of forthrightness something that should be celebrated? After all, successful relationships, regardless of how short-lived, are really all about keeping avenues of communication wide open.

• OH NO! Ry-Chen Dunzo?! [trent.blogspot.com]

No one is suing anyone, and all is well.

[M]y representation, in an act of concern, simply sent an appropriate letter to those responsible, asking that attempts to paint me in a negative light with blatant and unnecessary lies and deceit, please stop. It ends there. Nothing else is happening. [...]

My final wish, surrounding this matter, from an overall outside perspective, is that I am no longer associated with this ex-relationship or the people involved in prolonging its existence, and that I'm no longer associated with that time of my life, in general.

The post goes on like this for eight rambling paragraphs, with a distant tone that stands in sharp contrast to the days when its author felt close enough to the former boy bander to co-opt his lover's first name for an exciting media-buzzword launch campaign. Now, we imagine, to be "lanced" means something slightly different for the chiseled star of Dante's Cove—it still refers to a forcible media outing, only of one's innate prickiness, rather than sexual orientation.

• Reichen wants Lance Bass to stop "expressing his personal feelings about me" [Reality Blurred]
• Reichen's MySpace Blog