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SOMEONE GIMME A GODDAMN JOB!
I've never had this much trouble finding a job. Stupid effing economy. I hate you.
SOMEONE GIMME A GODDAMN JOB!
I've never had this much trouble finding a job. Stupid effing economy. I hate you.
I just realized I haven't posted any photos since I went back to red -
Yeah, I nixed the green/blue idea. I'll try that another time. Next I want mostly black with red splashes.
Yeah, I nixed the green/blue idea. I'll try that another time. Next I want mostly black with red splashes.
PORTLAND SG PHOTOGRAPHERS -
are you out there? Want to do a shoot sometime soon?
are you out there? Want to do a shoot sometime soon?
I passed my GED tests and am now CPR/First Aid certified! BOO YEAH!
Time to go apply for my piercing license and take a tour of a few beauty schools.
I am so proud of myself right now.
Time to go apply for my piercing license and take a tour of a few beauty schools.
I am so proud of myself right now.
This was a post from last week, ANOTHER that I forgot to put up -
Friday night, Tyson (fiance), Wayne (roommate) and myself were all sitting around the table smoking a bowl. I felt fine. What you should know first is that I had just gotten off my period, hadn’t eaten all day, and had just donated plasma. I took a few sips off a beer and suddenly felt as if a panic attack was coming on. I decided I should go stick my head out the window to relax, maybe have a smoke, but when I stood up, I barely made it to Wayne’s bedroom couch (which is probably only 7 feet away). I was very dizzy, my vision was swimming and my knees were rubbery. Again I tried to make it to the window, but I only made it as far as Wayne’s bed and had to sit back down. It was so strong that I decided it would be best to just go sit in the bathroom and tried to head back. Again, I had to sit on the couch, then the dinning room chair and started telling the guys that I didn’t feel right. My body temp jumped and I peeled my sweater off, saying “I’m hot… I’m so hot… this sucks, I don’t feel right.” I guess Tyson and Wayne were making jokes with me, asking if I was having a hot flash but I wasn’t really responding. I stood up and said I needed to go to the bathroom. I made it through the living room but as soon as I got to the hallway, I felt my legs turn to rubber and apparently, I blacked out. Tyson said I turned, my arm kind of twitched and I went backwards, nailing my head on the floor. I think when I went down, the head-rattle gave me a concussion. I more heard the impact than felt it. So, I think I’m in this awesome deep sleep, but I hear Tyson’s voice far away, saying something like, “Mardi! Are you ok? What are you doing on the floor? Mardi! Wake up!” I open my eyes and all I see is his silhouette leaning over me and I’m thinking, Noo, don’t wake me up. I’m sleeping so good… Then my eyes adjust and I realize that I’m flat on my back in the hallway and I am totally confused. I hear Wayne asking if I hit my head because he’s pretty sure he heard it bounce off the floor twice. I check my head, very slowly and when Tyson is asking me again if Im ok, if I can get up, and my body temp goes through the roof again. I start pulling at my scarf saying, “I’m so hot. Get this off me. I’m so hot.” …
Then I tell him I need him to open the window in the bathroom. He keeps asking me if Im ok and if I can get up, but I just tell him to open the windows. My brain is moving very slow at this point, and while I can hear the urgency and fear in Tyson’s voice, I simply cannot react any differently. He opens the windows for me, comes back and asks again if I can get up. I tell him I don’t know, but if I can, I probably can’t stay up. He helps me to my feet and we make it to the bathroom. I keep saying to him, “I need to use the bathroom.” and he keeps saying, I know you do. But what I’m trying to explain is that I have to poop, but I don’t think I can hold myself up on the toilet… but the words just don’t come out. I think I managed to get my shorts unbuttoned, but then it all hits me all over again and I start to fall. The last thing I remember here is clawing at Tyson’s shirt and him saying something like, “Oh my God, baby!” I don’t remember this part, but what he said was that he caught me in his arms, facing the mirror and in the reflection he watched my eyes roll into the back of my head, my skin tone went from normal to white to yellow, corpse like, and my body tightened up, then started convulsing. He screamed for Wayne to call 911 and carefully put me on the floor. He said my color was all wrong, colors he’d never seen before and that I no longer looked real. He kept yelling my name, trying to wake me up but my body was still mildly convulsing and I wasn’t breathing. Then, just like that, BAM! A small line of vomit shot out of my mouth and I took a huge breath of air. He said my color immediately went back to normal and I looked at him all confused. He said something like, “Jesus Christ, baby, are you ok? You just scared the shit out of me, I thought you were dying!” I felt very confused but was aware that I had just threw up a little. Then I realized that the puke had landed in my hair. My very first words to him were, “Ohh, goddamnit, is there puke in my hair?” He kind of laughed and said, “Fuck your hair, are you ok? Can you get up?” I told him I needed some water and a cold cloth… “and something for this nasty shit in my hair.”
I heard Wayne on the phone, talking to 911 and I said, “Ohh, shit guys, don’t call an ambulance, I’m fine now. Really, I’m ok. I’m not going to the hospital.” But they were already on their way. Tyson brought me what I asked for and squatted on the floor next to me, eyes as wide as saucers. I could tell I had given him a pretty severe scare. The EMT’s came in and checked me out, but it was clear that whatever had happened to me was over. I probably looked like a date rape victim - my shorts were unzipped and you could see my floral fishnets sticking out. I was wearing knee high boots and a Nightmare on Elm Street teeshirt… I can’t even imagine what they thought was going on in our house. I was slightly out of it the rest of the evening, very sleepy but I stayed awake for several hours since I knew I had hit my head. I was okay most of the day yesterday, but did feel a bit woozy a couple of times. Today I’m incredibly sore, like I was hit by a small car and feeling a little sad, but apparently these are all symptoms of concussions. I’m taking it pretty easy, so I apologize to those of you that are owed a video. I’m trying to get everything back in order as fast as I can. Had to reschedule my CPR class yesterday, too.
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TODAY - feeling much better. I think my concussion is now symptom free and the chest cold I had last week is gone outside of this annoying cough. Vitamin C and Muscinex can go a long way.
Christmas was pretty great, even though I miss my family. I gotta say, not traveling for the holidays for once has been nice.
I've been looking at beauty schools round here, and it's looking like Portland Beauty School is where its at. They've got more courses to choose from and are nearly half the price as Mt. Hood CC and NW. Hopefully I'll be going on a tour in the next week and can land some financial aid.
Damn, I’ve got a lot of stuff coming up -
Dec 30, 2011
CPR Class
Donate plasma
Hair cut/color - greens, blues and purples kind of like this -
Jan 9, 2012
Last GED Test - Social Studies
Jan 10, 2012
Piercing License $150
Jan 30, 2012
My 29th Birthday
Other things I've recently done -
- replaced coffee with hot tea in the morning
- only smoked 2 cigarettes a day since Monday (Im ready to quit)
- made cannabis Xmas cookies for the first time
- no eating after 8pm
- finally found a red lipstick that won't fade (seriously, it wont come off until you clean it off with makeup remover)
Annnnd onto the photos from the last week -
OH! And PLEASE vote for me to win a spot on the cover of Inked Girls Magazine - you can vote every day!
http://t.co/ntjPAam3
Friday night, Tyson (fiance), Wayne (roommate) and myself were all sitting around the table smoking a bowl. I felt fine. What you should know first is that I had just gotten off my period, hadn’t eaten all day, and had just donated plasma. I took a few sips off a beer and suddenly felt as if a panic attack was coming on. I decided I should go stick my head out the window to relax, maybe have a smoke, but when I stood up, I barely made it to Wayne’s bedroom couch (which is probably only 7 feet away). I was very dizzy, my vision was swimming and my knees were rubbery. Again I tried to make it to the window, but I only made it as far as Wayne’s bed and had to sit back down. It was so strong that I decided it would be best to just go sit in the bathroom and tried to head back. Again, I had to sit on the couch, then the dinning room chair and started telling the guys that I didn’t feel right. My body temp jumped and I peeled my sweater off, saying “I’m hot… I’m so hot… this sucks, I don’t feel right.” I guess Tyson and Wayne were making jokes with me, asking if I was having a hot flash but I wasn’t really responding. I stood up and said I needed to go to the bathroom. I made it through the living room but as soon as I got to the hallway, I felt my legs turn to rubber and apparently, I blacked out. Tyson said I turned, my arm kind of twitched and I went backwards, nailing my head on the floor. I think when I went down, the head-rattle gave me a concussion. I more heard the impact than felt it. So, I think I’m in this awesome deep sleep, but I hear Tyson’s voice far away, saying something like, “Mardi! Are you ok? What are you doing on the floor? Mardi! Wake up!” I open my eyes and all I see is his silhouette leaning over me and I’m thinking, Noo, don’t wake me up. I’m sleeping so good… Then my eyes adjust and I realize that I’m flat on my back in the hallway and I am totally confused. I hear Wayne asking if I hit my head because he’s pretty sure he heard it bounce off the floor twice. I check my head, very slowly and when Tyson is asking me again if Im ok, if I can get up, and my body temp goes through the roof again. I start pulling at my scarf saying, “I’m so hot. Get this off me. I’m so hot.” …
Then I tell him I need him to open the window in the bathroom. He keeps asking me if Im ok and if I can get up, but I just tell him to open the windows. My brain is moving very slow at this point, and while I can hear the urgency and fear in Tyson’s voice, I simply cannot react any differently. He opens the windows for me, comes back and asks again if I can get up. I tell him I don’t know, but if I can, I probably can’t stay up. He helps me to my feet and we make it to the bathroom. I keep saying to him, “I need to use the bathroom.” and he keeps saying, I know you do. But what I’m trying to explain is that I have to poop, but I don’t think I can hold myself up on the toilet… but the words just don’t come out. I think I managed to get my shorts unbuttoned, but then it all hits me all over again and I start to fall. The last thing I remember here is clawing at Tyson’s shirt and him saying something like, “Oh my God, baby!” I don’t remember this part, but what he said was that he caught me in his arms, facing the mirror and in the reflection he watched my eyes roll into the back of my head, my skin tone went from normal to white to yellow, corpse like, and my body tightened up, then started convulsing. He screamed for Wayne to call 911 and carefully put me on the floor. He said my color was all wrong, colors he’d never seen before and that I no longer looked real. He kept yelling my name, trying to wake me up but my body was still mildly convulsing and I wasn’t breathing. Then, just like that, BAM! A small line of vomit shot out of my mouth and I took a huge breath of air. He said my color immediately went back to normal and I looked at him all confused. He said something like, “Jesus Christ, baby, are you ok? You just scared the shit out of me, I thought you were dying!” I felt very confused but was aware that I had just threw up a little. Then I realized that the puke had landed in my hair. My very first words to him were, “Ohh, goddamnit, is there puke in my hair?” He kind of laughed and said, “Fuck your hair, are you ok? Can you get up?” I told him I needed some water and a cold cloth… “and something for this nasty shit in my hair.”
I heard Wayne on the phone, talking to 911 and I said, “Ohh, shit guys, don’t call an ambulance, I’m fine now. Really, I’m ok. I’m not going to the hospital.” But they were already on their way. Tyson brought me what I asked for and squatted on the floor next to me, eyes as wide as saucers. I could tell I had given him a pretty severe scare. The EMT’s came in and checked me out, but it was clear that whatever had happened to me was over. I probably looked like a date rape victim - my shorts were unzipped and you could see my floral fishnets sticking out. I was wearing knee high boots and a Nightmare on Elm Street teeshirt… I can’t even imagine what they thought was going on in our house. I was slightly out of it the rest of the evening, very sleepy but I stayed awake for several hours since I knew I had hit my head. I was okay most of the day yesterday, but did feel a bit woozy a couple of times. Today I’m incredibly sore, like I was hit by a small car and feeling a little sad, but apparently these are all symptoms of concussions. I’m taking it pretty easy, so I apologize to those of you that are owed a video. I’m trying to get everything back in order as fast as I can. Had to reschedule my CPR class yesterday, too.
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TODAY - feeling much better. I think my concussion is now symptom free and the chest cold I had last week is gone outside of this annoying cough. Vitamin C and Muscinex can go a long way.
Christmas was pretty great, even though I miss my family. I gotta say, not traveling for the holidays for once has been nice.
I've been looking at beauty schools round here, and it's looking like Portland Beauty School is where its at. They've got more courses to choose from and are nearly half the price as Mt. Hood CC and NW. Hopefully I'll be going on a tour in the next week and can land some financial aid.
Damn, I’ve got a lot of stuff coming up -
Dec 30, 2011
CPR Class
Donate plasma
Hair cut/color - greens, blues and purples kind of like this -
Jan 9, 2012
Last GED Test - Social Studies
Jan 10, 2012
Piercing License $150
Jan 30, 2012
My 29th Birthday
Other things I've recently done -
- replaced coffee with hot tea in the morning
- only smoked 2 cigarettes a day since Monday (Im ready to quit)
- made cannabis Xmas cookies for the first time
- no eating after 8pm
- finally found a red lipstick that won't fade (seriously, it wont come off until you clean it off with makeup remover)
Annnnd onto the photos from the last week -
OH! And PLEASE vote for me to win a spot on the cover of Inked Girls Magazine - you can vote every day!
http://t.co/ntjPAam3
I meant to post this on Sunday -
It's 3pm and I've only gotten out of bed to grab a snack and pee. I love Sundays. Smokin' a bowl, munchin' on a little Chinese food, and looking up makeup schools in the area. Requested some information on the few that are here. I'm still planning to order the courses through Dick Smith, but I don't think they teach theater/fahion/glam makeup techniques, which I will also need under my belt.
Yesterday was very, very long. 7 hours at the college campus taking GED tests - Reading, Science, Writing and Math. I thought for sure I had bombed my math test, but I'll be damned, I PASSED! All that's left is Social Studies. I cannot properly express how proud I am of myself for passing math. I've always struggled with it in a big way. However, the other tests were fairly easy.
Tomorrow I will know if I can still get my piercing license since I'm enrolled at a school for the GED and only have one test left to finish. I'm hoping for the best. I really want to avoid going through the new piercing application protocol at the start of the new year.
Last night was a lot of fun. My fiance's boss took out the employees for dinner and drinks at Mint. Pricey, but damn, GREAT drinks and delicious food... well, except for the lamb burger, but I think that was my fault for ordering it medium rare, left it too greasy. The White Eagle was pretty awesome, too. Nice big fire pit in the back, place to smoke, great beer but also, kinda pricey. I think we'll stick to our dive bars.
I really cannot wait to dye my hair again... Greens n blues, straight ahead! Maybe I should start a hair love fund! $100 to get it the way I want, I think I'm gonna have to. But! My girlfriend that use to do my hair back in Louisville has a best friend that does it, too, in Portland! Can you say friend discount? WOO!
Wow, I cannot believe it's only 3:30. Its getting dark already and the skies are still gray and foggy. I badly need to go up to Mt. Hood and ski... haven't done that since - oh... the 8th grade?
Alright, I think I'm starting to ramble. I think it's time for another bowl and some serious relaxing. After 7 hours of testing yesterday, I deserve it.
I hope all you lovies are having a nice, laid back Sunday!
PS My fiance brought me home Sock It To Me Tacky Christmas Sweater socks! I'm so in love!
xoxoxo
It's 3pm and I've only gotten out of bed to grab a snack and pee. I love Sundays. Smokin' a bowl, munchin' on a little Chinese food, and looking up makeup schools in the area. Requested some information on the few that are here. I'm still planning to order the courses through Dick Smith, but I don't think they teach theater/fahion/glam makeup techniques, which I will also need under my belt.
Yesterday was very, very long. 7 hours at the college campus taking GED tests - Reading, Science, Writing and Math. I thought for sure I had bombed my math test, but I'll be damned, I PASSED! All that's left is Social Studies. I cannot properly express how proud I am of myself for passing math. I've always struggled with it in a big way. However, the other tests were fairly easy.
Tomorrow I will know if I can still get my piercing license since I'm enrolled at a school for the GED and only have one test left to finish. I'm hoping for the best. I really want to avoid going through the new piercing application protocol at the start of the new year.
Last night was a lot of fun. My fiance's boss took out the employees for dinner and drinks at Mint. Pricey, but damn, GREAT drinks and delicious food... well, except for the lamb burger, but I think that was my fault for ordering it medium rare, left it too greasy. The White Eagle was pretty awesome, too. Nice big fire pit in the back, place to smoke, great beer but also, kinda pricey. I think we'll stick to our dive bars.
I really cannot wait to dye my hair again... Greens n blues, straight ahead! Maybe I should start a hair love fund! $100 to get it the way I want, I think I'm gonna have to. But! My girlfriend that use to do my hair back in Louisville has a best friend that does it, too, in Portland! Can you say friend discount? WOO!
Wow, I cannot believe it's only 3:30. Its getting dark already and the skies are still gray and foggy. I badly need to go up to Mt. Hood and ski... haven't done that since - oh... the 8th grade?
Alright, I think I'm starting to ramble. I think it's time for another bowl and some serious relaxing. After 7 hours of testing yesterday, I deserve it.
I hope all you lovies are having a nice, laid back Sunday!
PS My fiance brought me home Sock It To Me Tacky Christmas Sweater socks! I'm so in love!
xoxoxo
Hey girls - if you sell content, listen up!
Do not sell to Gray Packs aka paxseven@gmail.com
He will sell/trade your content to other buyers, ripping you off. I've been tracking him for months but finally figured out who he is when he mass emailed a bunch of my fans and they forwarded me his messages.
Spread the word!
Do not sell to Gray Packs aka paxseven@gmail.com
He will sell/trade your content to other buyers, ripping you off. I've been tracking him for months but finally figured out who he is when he mass emailed a bunch of my fans and they forwarded me his messages.
Spread the word!
1. Get GED - $95
2. CPR Class for Piercing Apprenticeship - $50
3. Blood Born Pathogens Test for Piercing Apprenticeship - $25
4. Piercing License - $150
5. Piercing Apprenticeship - $500
6. Dick Smith SPFX Basic Makeup Course - $350
7. Dick Smith SPFX Advanced 3 PT Makeup Course - $1,995
Total = $3,165
I need 1-5 done before January 1, 2012 and I'm giving myself until July 2012 to finish 6-7. It's going to be a busy, expensive year, but look out, real careers, here I come. I'm comin' to getcha!
2. CPR Class for Piercing Apprenticeship - $50
3. Blood Born Pathogens Test for Piercing Apprenticeship - $25
4. Piercing License - $150
5. Piercing Apprenticeship - $500
6. Dick Smith SPFX Basic Makeup Course - $350
7. Dick Smith SPFX Advanced 3 PT Makeup Course - $1,995
Total = $3,165
I need 1-5 done before January 1, 2012 and I'm giving myself until July 2012 to finish 6-7. It's going to be a busy, expensive year, but look out, real careers, here I come. I'm comin' to getcha!
