Oh you sad internet fucks....

Flickr: Photos from annie stoner
I'm so obsessed with these pictures because she so obviously photoshops her face onto random pictures yet soooo many people seem oblivious to it...she was even on fleshbot for fucks sake. The angles and shadows and lighting and just everything are so wrong...fantasy is one thing, but people seriously think she's real? (also funny because she's not really attractive, yet she puts her unattractive face on these images anyway). It's like it's 1998 again...internet hilarity at it's highest and most unintentional really.

Ask MetaFilter question about her
Fleshbot post about her

Scribbled Self-Portrait...

gimme some markers, ten minutes, and a camera phone and apparently I can occupy my time...and yeah the left one is really bigger.

Blarg...

So I looked over the paper my doctor gave me and it says tendinosis not tendonitis so I've been reading a little about it this morning, cause I had no idea what that meant:

Tendinosis.org: Home Page (research into tendinosis, tendinitis, and chronic tendon injuries)



"When tendinosis in an upper extremity is at its worst, people often
have trouble performing even the simplest daily tasks such as opening
doors, brushing teeth, shampooing hair, cutting and stirring food,
tying shoes, turning pages of books and magazines, picking up children,
and writing checks."



Haha. That's exactly what I'm going through right now. It's pretty fucking frustrating. Everything is so up in the air.



I had my first physical therapy appointment yesterday. I have two more this week. They hooked these electrodes up to the muscles in my shoulder and used them to stimulate the muscles. It was very weird and neat...haha.



Anyone wanna come be my maid?

More insanity, this time from the 50's..

I found this link while reading a thread on AskMeFi about horrible Self-Help book advice. The question was actually spawned by that book, "The Secret", which I have a particular vendetta against since my mother gave me a copy of it to "change my life" or something. But that's a post for another time.

blinkytreefrog: On Becoming a Woman - A tale of many unspeakable dangers.

This link is to scans of a 50's advice book for young women written by Dr. Harold Shryock. A lot of it speaks for itself so I'm not really going to reiterate anything here, but I was definitely struck by how similar the thoughts and explanations about sex are to those in the links this post I made yesterday. At least those women weren't advocating female circumcisions performed by a "Christian physician" like Dr. Shryock over there. And we thought only "those heathen darkies" got to have fun like that!

I am a disease and I am unclean, I am not part of god's well-oiled machine....

Last night Ikoi shared these two links with me about crazy-abstinence only educators who are invited to speak to classrooms of teenagers and use such "teaching tools" as placing pieces of tape on the arms of young boys and then yanking them off then passing them around to their friends and doing the same, symbolizing the "pain" that "loose-woman" can cause them as well showing that she'll automatically jump from screwing you to screwing your friends. (Non-Virgin)Women are also likened to an already sucked on piece of candy, a rose with no petals, and a cup of spit. We're also earnestly enlighted about the fact that even if a nice boy *wants* to respect a woman, he can't if she's wearing a short-skirt because he just can't help that he's turned on by his senses. This is obviously hard for women to understand, because they're only turned on by their hearts.



Say Hello, Insanity......

Guess you could say I gave you my edge..

Here's some stuff I've learned in the past 24 hours or so:
-Dark Angel is a really, REALLY ridiculously shitty show
-Nixon used to make decisions as president based on the recommendation of psychics
-LIO is a super cute, very funny comic (thanks Garth!)
-Reading The Dharma Bums is like having someone stoned tell you their life stories...not alltogether unenjoyable really

Also Bas made me make a Facebook account...que la fuck? Ha.

"She's always off somewhere, trying to wipe some of the blood away..."

I just woke up from the most fucked up dream. I didn't really sleep last night so I just took a nap. I'm not really going to go into the whole dream, because it's long and messy and often times more straight-forward than symbolic, but again there were ghosts and chasing. There was gore and nudity and supernatural bullshit.

Probably the most symbolic of all were the absolutely neon, bright, "don't touch me I'm poisonous" looking snakes everywhere in my house. I mean everywhere. In the dream I had apparently just moved home and my family was like "Oh, we're just used to them, we've never noticed them biting." At times I was covered by impossibly small ones, almost like little worms, smaller than any snake I've ever seen, screaming and tearing my clothes off trying to make people get them off of me. They were in everything, hiding behind everything, all sorts of styles of them...vipers, constrictors, rattle snakes...all blindingly bright, like poison dart frogs.

Phones wouldn't work, or would cut off in the middle of conversations I was having with people. I couldn't escape because my mother stole my car. At the end of the dream I was running naked up a hill away from some sort of demon creature in my house, jumping fences and everything, toward a woman who was standing in the spray of a hose or fountain, slowly turning into some sort of cephalopod everywhere the water touched.

What the fuck, SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA?!

So apparently the pipes on my mom's house froze the other night. And it fucking snowed in Malibu......

.....

Ride the apocalypse, bitches.

What the Fuck, NEW JERSEY?!

Two days ago it was 70 degrees outside....at night. Today, according to Google, it's fucking 21 degrees at 1 pm.