I tried to find something in My Documents this morning. At the office, I am the whiz at finding things on the network. Multiple drives and users… I can find it. At home, I get a little lost. Well, not lost really. More like confused. I’m looking in my Pictures folder and the collection of stuff in there astounds me. Where did all this freaky stuff come from? Here’s a selection of what met my eye when I tried to find a new wallpaper this morning.
This is my kid on the phone. This pic is about 3 years old. She’d just gotten her hair done for Winter Formal. She was on her dad’s cell talking to her dad’s grandma in Florida. Winter Formal was a big thing so the PITA had to tell GM all about it. Note the shirt. I love it. Have a nice day. Dump your boyfriend. She doesn’t wear that shirt anymore. *sigh* She’s had a boyfriend, Invincible Morrison, for over a year now. I like the kid. He’s a throwback to the 70’s I swear. But he’s good hearted and sweet and cool. Can’t ask for a nicer boyfriend. Especially, when my kid’s had some freaks for boyfriends.
This was taken from my cell phone when I was trying to get out my driveway after a big Santa Ana windstorm. A tree had lost multiple big branches and blocked the street. Someone who had come before me had pulled some of the branches over to the dumpster, but there were still some in the road, and between the parked cars. The odd thing was, none of the trees at work went down. The cemetery is designated an arborteum because of the number and variety of trees we have. Usually, a big windstorm brings down at least one tree or lots of big branches. Not this time. That was a first in my 8 years there.
This is Naomi. She’s the PITA’s best friend. She bought a neon light. This picture made Shiny squee. I hate squeeing, but I knew the sign would make Shiny squee so I was braced for it. Both Naomi and Shiny are in love with Avenged Sevenfold. I like them. I would not squee for them, however. I would squee for Tommy Lee and Nikki Sixx.
This is from Tommy’s Monday Mayhem newsletter that I get because last year I signed up for about 5 years on his website just to get the goodies. I have yet to receive the hoodie with the horns and it’s been a year. I am not receiving any replies to messages I have sent regarding this. If anyone has any clue how I can get my hoodie after a year of being be given excuses or being ignored, please do clue me in. Okay, maybe I wouldn’t squee over Tommy. I’m fucking pissed about the hoodie. I want that hoodie! Give it up people at tommylee.tv! I paid you over a hundred freaking dollars for stuff! I want my HOODIE!!
I do have this nice pic of Nikki in my Pictures folder though. I’d still squee for him. Internally. I don’t think I have it in me to do it out loud. He makes my heart go much faster than a stairmaster would. I read his book The Heroin Diaries and I have to say that the man is a genius. An addicted genius, but he’s hot too so… Squeeee! I dunno. I’ve just always had a thing for him. He has no problem telling all the secrets of his life to the public. Kinda like me and this blog. Only I never ate out a girl on her period and walked back to my apartment looking like an axe murderer. LOL
These are my toes. I used to only use red polish on my toes. I tried purple once and really liked it. So I posted this pic at Zanctuary’s message board, knowing full well that Darrie (the guy who owns the board) HATES feet. We put a big ass message on there warning him of toe pictures. What does Darrie do? Look at the feet and run screaming from the thread. We warned him, but apparently he cannot help himself sometimes. He must look at things he was told not to.
This is the green machine. I built it in September. Damn. I was afraid I couldn’t do it. I mean, for 9 years Rott has been the computer builder in the family. Since he’s away currently, I had to do this myself. I was shitting bricks all weekend, but I took my time and tried not to freak out and VOILA! I am typing to you now, courtesy of the Green Machine.
That’s the bra I wear to work. I passed this picture out in the horse racing sim’s chatroom. OMG. I think I caused a stampede or a riot or something. For chrissakes! It’s a BRA. Not boobage! You can’t see a nipple at all. Well, maybe the shadow of one. I’m not sure. It’s a blurry cell pic. But still. C’mon, guys. It’s a BRA. Sheesh.
This is where I live. The general area. I made this because of the Libertine. He showed the exit on the freeway near where he lives. So I Google Earthed myself. I have a buttload of other freaky pics in my folder that kept me from finding a new wallpaper. There’s a pic of my kid’s high heeled sneakers. A pic of my Dooney purse and accessories. Pics of the monsters. A pic of Jen’s cheerleaders (awesome boobage for those of you who do not know Jen.) A pic of a goat. Well, the goat pic is for Shiny. I have a pic of Shiny in that folder too. The goat is freaky. Shiny isn’t. According to Darrie, Shiny is hot. I just wuvs her cuz she thinks I’m awesome.
Happy Hump Day peeps! If you beg nicely. I’ll post more freaky pics from my folder!