Quick update: I'm doing really well, I haven't seen my creeper in weeks and my apartment complex told me that if I even see him out after 10pm they'll evict him. Heck yes! I have a new set coming soon, I'm so anxious for it to go live. It's awesome! I also recently got a new car, I'll post pics as soon as I become less lazy.

That's all.

xoxo

Update:

First off: Thank you so much everyone for your support and advice!

Since Sunday night I've seen him two times. The second time was on Wednesday night where we (me and a security guard) actually ran into him. We got some info (assuming it's all fake) from him where he supposedly lives and what not but even better we got a great description. Saturday night he came to my door again. The police told me a lot about him, they apparently get a lot of calls on him and can never seem to catch him. There is nothing they can do until I physically see him try and break in, standing outside someone's door is not illegal. I have an investigator on their way over now, I'm installing a hidden surveillance camera and I'm getting a gun.


I'm not nearly as scared, at this point I'm just pissed off.

Thanks again everyone and I'll keep updating!

I feel like such an idiot for even writing this blog, basically I'm scared shitless. Last night as I was coming home form work (3:30 AM) I noticed a man walking around and coming towards my apartment building. I thought that this was really strange because it was the first time that I had ever seen anyone as I was coming home. I locked my door and brushed it off for a second. Curious, I went to my door to look out my peep-hole to see if I could still see him. I didn't at first, but a few seconds later I saw him walking around where my staircase starts, then he was gone again. I was still looking in my peep-hole when the next thing I knew I saw him right in outside my door (my apartment complex is set up in such a way that if you're outside my door you had to have specificially come to my apartment). I was frozen, I stood at the door for a second, scared out of my mind then, while dialing 911, I ran to my bathroom. It took the cops fifteen minutes to get there. By this point I was starting to doubt myself and what I saw but I was too scared to look out the door. Finally the cops arrived to tell me that they couldn't find him and that this was the second call they had received on him that night. I asked if they saw his footprints outside my door (it snowed last night), their response: "Oh he was definitely right outside your door." As soon as they told me that I freaked out because at that point I knew what I saw was real. The cops told me that when they came the first time to look for him they couldn't find him and that they would look around some more. They never came back. I called 911 back to see what the fuck was up, mind you I'm hysterical at this point, and the dispatcher said that they had left and the call was closed. Seriously? What the fuck?!! First off, I'm balling and why the fuck didn't they ask me if I wanted to leave or at least be escorted to my car, or ask if there was anyone I knew that would come and get me? What if he came back once they left? I was finally able to get a hold of Ron who came and got me.
Today I went to talk to my apartment complex about the situation and they told me that he tried to get into the other woman's apartment. Great, that's really comforting. I feel like Ron feels like I'm overreacting which makes me feel not only crazy but lonely. I went out and bought three different types of mase today and it still doesn't feel like enough. I feel like I can't be in my apartment at night. I feel so angry at him and myself for being such a wimp, and I feel like crying all at the same time. I feel so unsafe, every noise is freaking me out. When I was at home today I was constantly looking out my peep-hole and it scared me to death. I feel like an idiot, scared, mad, stupid, defenseless, and just...I'm just scared out of my fucking mind and that makes me so angry. I'm convinced he lives in my complex, which by the way, has security only it's shared between surrounding complexes, why the fuck weren't they there after the first call? Plus, I feel like an asshole because my cat is still at my apartment. How am I supposed to go home from work every night now? He knows where I live, what If he knows my schedule? I don't know what to fucking do. I feel like such a coward.

Blah blah, blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

I'm too exhausted to think, but I did just make myself laugh ^. I've been working six nights a week lately plus school and I'm really over it! Besides working so much everything else is great. I got a really great new job at a new night club, I'm positive it'll be the biggest club in Denver and it's so much fun! School is going great, I've decided to go full time next semester so I'm excited about that. Oh, and I finally got everything that was wrong with my car fixed and it coast me way less than I thought it would so that's always worth being happy about. I had another set that was accepted in early Feb. and I'm getting ready to shoot a few more.

And best of all...I'm starting on some of my major tattoos this month and I'm so constantly excited about it I feel like I should go out and buy diapers in case I pee myself with excitement. That's all...


xoxo
Vice

PS: This girl came into my bar Sunday night and she was like , "You're so beautiful!! I'm a tattoo artist and you should look at my portfolio and model for me!" She had really awesome tattoos so I was semi interested. She kept complementing me and telling me that she could take me to Vegas and LA and I would be on all the tattoo magazines and all of my work would be for free and blah blah blah. I thought it would at least be worth checking out her portfolio and fuck, get some work done for free, that would be amazing. Well she kept talking all night and eventually started to really irritate me, it got to the point to where the entire situation became really weird and I noticed she kept introducing herself to people but sometimes her name would be different. Totally crazy! I followed up her story online last night, and of course nothing added up. Not to mention she didn't even work at the shop she said she did. In fact I don't even think she's a tattoo artist.
Question: why do people make up shit like this? It doesn't make you any cooler or more like-able, you just look crazy.

Super sick, along with everyone else.
Is anyone else obsessed with the First 48? It's completely morbid but I'm addicted, along with Forensic Files and American Justice. Perhaps I'm obsessed with death. I find the whole idea of death absolutely fascinating which concerns me because I'm so in love with life. I'm a total believer of the law of attraction and I'm paranoid that I'll start attracting death into my life which is not what I want at all! I'm sure I'm just over-concerned but worry continues to reside in the back of my mind.
On a lighter note I saw Hot Hot Heat and Louis XIV this past weekend they were both amazing, but Louis XIV took the cake. I'll post pictures as soon as I upload them.

For now here are some of James.



xoxo
Vice

I had planned on writing an actual blog tonight, then I was sidetracked by the internet.. Now it's three hours later, 1:30 AM, and I have to wake up for school in the morning.

...Sighs...

I'm exhausted.

he he, I love this icon.

Good night, and here's to not getting sidetracked.

I love SG, sigh...seriously, the women on here are so amazing and I'm just so proud to be a part of that!!
I've been doing really well lately! I finally got furniture for my apartment! I can't even tell you how exciting that is, and I also haven't found any more stink bugs in my apartment (probably because it's winter, but whatever). Even more exciting though...I finally got a new cat!!
I've named him James. He's adorable and a super snuggler who love, love, loves to have his belly scratched.
The poor thing is so beat up though, his previous owner had him declawed, which I think is so cruel, and something recently happened to his ears. He's missing the tips and they're all scabbed over. Other than having some minor health issues he's great. We've been spending so much time together my boyfriend is jealous.

Has anyone noticed that I'm a complete weirdo yet?

On the SG front I have another set ready to be turned in but I'm just waiting on the photographer to put everything together and email it to me. I'm really excited about it too, it's a beautiful set.

Thanks again to everyone for all of the wonderful comments/compliments. the SG community is amazing!

xoxo
Vice

I just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who has commented on my set! I can't tell you how much I appreciate it! I'll try to reply to you all as soon as possible!

xoxo
Vice