Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Famillyyy



Some photos ive been scanning for a project/tribute to my nana who passed this august.Its a project that has been assigned in wood but as i was looking at some photos i really wanted others to see them cause it just made me laugh so hard at what my mom and nana use to look like.. haha
top photo. my mom was badass back in her day and had a mother fuckin pet raccoonnnn... his name was rocky. my mom was so hot.. but i guess my mom, nana, and i looked like 3 generations of the same person. which i dont really mind cause they all looked pretty hot in their mid twentys and they fucking aged well..so im hoping i will be as fortunate.
middle photo. my nana and my papa in canada. this one made me laugh cause my nana would never have been caught dead in flannel. shes a Brooklyn biattchh but i guess when in rome.. [ she was obviously huntin' big deerrrss up there]
bottom photo. my ma prego with who knows who. its funny- even though i am so far spaced between my other sisters by like 9 years, my mom never really has aged so we dont know who it was.. but my nana is looking hot with her beehive and her pointy ass titties. God lover her. She was a great one. I think I got all my pervyness from her as well.. haha
Sunday, November 9, 2008

this is kinda like what the sweet ride that i am tooling around in. Compliments of Kristy with a k dawg crusty underwear Miller. The Woman that I will be getting a sexchange with as soon as the both of us are 70 years old. She's fa sho fa sho the shittt.. and I love her.
Anyways. The hyundai accent is an amazing whip. I love ittt. IT use to have some amazing stickers on it. Such as the infamous I Heart Sluts sticker. but it had to be taken off. I am rather excited to cruise in it. Once you get it up tah 75 it starts ratteling like a mother fucker. But I guess its better than my other solution to walk to freeport at 3 in the morning in hopes for getting there by 1030 from oxford, then walking to portland for class and then walking from portland back home to oxford. I was going to just rott out my teeth, wear an oversized carhart sweatshirt with leggings and my LL BEAN fur lined boots and a giant baglady jacket my old teacher virgina gave me and be a hobo. But I guess using the hyundai will work just as well. I was looking forward to becoming a hobo though. But now thinking about it i could have hitch hiked to and fro but whatever. If worst comes to worst I will become a whore.
At this point in time I keep wondering if anything is going to start to look up. I mean somethings gotta givee...
Life blows ASSS as always
So today I had really great day.
I was woken up by my father yelling at me to come down stairs, as I pass my sister in the hallway she wispers you're in troubllleee... [ i felt like i was 12 again. Yes i suck and i am living back at home. but with completely good reason..anways]
Apparently they found coors light and an open can of it in my car. The story is boring which doesnt really matter- but ipso facto they took the car that they have been letting me use away. Leaving me with no transportation to school or work and just stuck in the foothills of Oxford Maine. So I try to find some quick solutions considering that I am to be at work for 12 and its 9 so i've got a few hours. But I end up finding no solution and calling out of work due to my "illness".
Luckily a few hours later, and after a good and comforting chat from kelsey [my new favorite person] I get a call off of Kristy saying her mom will let me borrow one of their cars til' everything gets figured out with my life.
Like always Kristy saves the day- oh do I love that girl soo... BUTT my family still hates me. You will find out through my life stories that I am somewhat of a fuck up and most def. the black sheep of the family. ha
So I get to a family event that I was dreading, and because I was a bit late i got shit on. But then everyone wonders outside, and as i follow I see my brother-in-law with a giant potato gun and then come to find out a paper mache replica of me that my other brother-in-law made of me for christmas was the target. I stood there for a half hour whilst everyone in my family took turns trying to blow its head off.. Ha. My life is amazing as always.
But I got a call off of my best friend Hillary whos in London and got to chat for about an hour which was nice and comforting. I miss herr...
I was woken up by my father yelling at me to come down stairs, as I pass my sister in the hallway she wispers you're in troubllleee... [ i felt like i was 12 again. Yes i suck and i am living back at home. but with completely good reason..anways]
Apparently they found coors light and an open can of it in my car. The story is boring which doesnt really matter- but ipso facto they took the car that they have been letting me use away. Leaving me with no transportation to school or work and just stuck in the foothills of Oxford Maine. So I try to find some quick solutions considering that I am to be at work for 12 and its 9 so i've got a few hours. But I end up finding no solution and calling out of work due to my "illness".
Luckily a few hours later, and after a good and comforting chat from kelsey [my new favorite person] I get a call off of Kristy saying her mom will let me borrow one of their cars til' everything gets figured out with my life.
Like always Kristy saves the day- oh do I love that girl soo... BUTT my family still hates me. You will find out through my life stories that I am somewhat of a fuck up and most def. the black sheep of the family. ha
So I get to a family event that I was dreading, and because I was a bit late i got shit on. But then everyone wonders outside, and as i follow I see my brother-in-law with a giant potato gun and then come to find out a paper mache replica of me that my other brother-in-law made of me for christmas was the target. I stood there for a half hour whilst everyone in my family took turns trying to blow its head off.. Ha. My life is amazing as always.
But I got a call off of my best friend Hillary whos in London and got to chat for about an hour which was nice and comforting. I miss herr...
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