1000 day mark. my avatar?
I'm almost at a 1000 days. I know I want to switch things up a bit. I also know I need advice. I never got a chance to thank everyone for suggestions on what I should change my status to. They were all suggestions that made me laugh, smile or blush. I didn't even get to thank the friend who suggested 'the one and only.' I knew I didn't want what I picked to sound really cocky. Maybe 'the one and only' is a bit cocky. I do feel like there aren't a whole lot of chicks on this site like me. I guess wearing wigs makes me entirely unique. I never dreamed that going bald would be the best possible scenario for my life.
I was barely logged on for two weeks because I had a damn seizure and I totaled my car. I was just so happy I didn't die. For shits and giggles I posted pictures of the damage to my tit from the seat belt. Everyone was really sweet. Over and over I get messages that said things like 'glad you weren't hurt' 'hope you're okay' and 'feel better soon.' That meant the world to me. I wasn't going to blog about the issue and sound like a cry baby. I let a few friends know that I actually did get hurt. Whiplash fucked up my back real bad. I honestly couldn't log on for long periods of time. I've spent the past two weeks in bed on my back and I was not getting laid. I'm mostly better now. Life seems almost normal. In many ways, life got better because of my stupid accident.
I've probably written a blog or two that mentioned the car I was driving. It had been through three or four wrecks with no collision insurance to repair the damage. I should post pictures. I might get the balls to do it before the thing is hauled off for scrap metal. I will just let you know I got rear ended and my trunk was basically in my back seat. Then, I lost awareness and slammed the front into an suv. That wasn't too terrible. I can't even blame the worst incident on my condition. I'm just a terrible driver and I drove over a wrought iron chair in my yard. That basically ripped the bumper off the car. My mom is very inventive and she managed to keep it somewhat attached with a bungee cord. It worked for awhile. Then one morning, I drove over a table by my drive way that was used at the flea market. We added another bungee cord. Finally my mom hit some kind of curb and we needed bungee cord number three.
I have had so many men check me out in parking lots until they saw me walk up to my piece of shit car and they just looked away thinking 'that girl has too many issues.' One time a bungee cord broke when I was wearing a short skirt and i am pretty sure I wasn't wearing panties either. I managed to get to a gas station and these two guys working at the pizza place in the store stood outside and watched me spend twenty minutes underneath my car trying to stretch a cord into a screw hole so I could drive home. The lazy bastards did not offer to help. I wouldn't be surprised if they filmed me exposed while I was wrestling with my bumper.
When I got in the accident, the car was beyond the point of being used in a demolition derby. Beyond body damage, I was missing one headlight, one tail light, my right blinker, i had a broken speedometer and odometer. The glove box had even fallen off. And I should also mention I was driving with an expired tag. I knew that something had to change. I expected possibly having to turn tricks to handle a car payment. Just k**ding. I did joke an awful lot about doing ten dollar hand jobs at one market I go to. There is a port o potty next to this old guy giving kiids pony rides. I'm pretty sure it was a coveted port o potty territory for flea market prostitution.
To make a long story short, I was in bad shape after the wreck. My cousin saved the day. Sometimes, the people who have the least and have been mistreated the most are the only people that are willing to help a girl like me avoid port o potty glory holes. I'm proud of him. I love him. He has issues like mine but far worse. Ironically, I gave him my favorite collage before we left to go car shopping. We only expected a ride to the nearest used car dealership. It turns out my cousin had other plans. He bought us a new car. It's been used but it's in mint condition. I needed an suv because of what I do for a living. He bought us a jeep grand cherokee. I can honestly say I've done a lot of good things for people out of the kindness of my heart. I was raised to believe that helping someone will come back your way three fold. My cousin proved that theory to be correct.
The purpose of this post is to thank everyone who contacted me while I was getting better from the wreck. I am just really blessed to have one wonderful family member. I'll hit my 1000 day mark in a few days. I need advice. Do I change my avatar? I will post a gallery of possible replacements. I think I know what picture I have in mind. People get attached to avatars. I don't want to fuck up a good thing if people are used to the avatar I have. I won't know exactly how a possible picture i put in the gallery will work because it must be cropped. I'd love your honest opinion. One last thing, I'm going to start writing again. This profile has been discovered. I live in a small town and I can't risk invading the privacy of a few people I want to write about. It's time to rediscover erotica. I saw one girl mention a blog cite I might use. Keep in touch. I'm going to be careful about giving out the link. At the same time, I've got a story I need to write and it's no fun if I can't share the details with friends.
I was barely logged on for two weeks because I had a damn seizure and I totaled my car. I was just so happy I didn't die. For shits and giggles I posted pictures of the damage to my tit from the seat belt. Everyone was really sweet. Over and over I get messages that said things like 'glad you weren't hurt' 'hope you're okay' and 'feel better soon.' That meant the world to me. I wasn't going to blog about the issue and sound like a cry baby. I let a few friends know that I actually did get hurt. Whiplash fucked up my back real bad. I honestly couldn't log on for long periods of time. I've spent the past two weeks in bed on my back and I was not getting laid. I'm mostly better now. Life seems almost normal. In many ways, life got better because of my stupid accident.
I've probably written a blog or two that mentioned the car I was driving. It had been through three or four wrecks with no collision insurance to repair the damage. I should post pictures. I might get the balls to do it before the thing is hauled off for scrap metal. I will just let you know I got rear ended and my trunk was basically in my back seat. Then, I lost awareness and slammed the front into an suv. That wasn't too terrible. I can't even blame the worst incident on my condition. I'm just a terrible driver and I drove over a wrought iron chair in my yard. That basically ripped the bumper off the car. My mom is very inventive and she managed to keep it somewhat attached with a bungee cord. It worked for awhile. Then one morning, I drove over a table by my drive way that was used at the flea market. We added another bungee cord. Finally my mom hit some kind of curb and we needed bungee cord number three.
I have had so many men check me out in parking lots until they saw me walk up to my piece of shit car and they just looked away thinking 'that girl has too many issues.' One time a bungee cord broke when I was wearing a short skirt and i am pretty sure I wasn't wearing panties either. I managed to get to a gas station and these two guys working at the pizza place in the store stood outside and watched me spend twenty minutes underneath my car trying to stretch a cord into a screw hole so I could drive home. The lazy bastards did not offer to help. I wouldn't be surprised if they filmed me exposed while I was wrestling with my bumper.
When I got in the accident, the car was beyond the point of being used in a demolition derby. Beyond body damage, I was missing one headlight, one tail light, my right blinker, i had a broken speedometer and odometer. The glove box had even fallen off. And I should also mention I was driving with an expired tag. I knew that something had to change. I expected possibly having to turn tricks to handle a car payment. Just k**ding. I did joke an awful lot about doing ten dollar hand jobs at one market I go to. There is a port o potty next to this old guy giving kiids pony rides. I'm pretty sure it was a coveted port o potty territory for flea market prostitution.
To make a long story short, I was in bad shape after the wreck. My cousin saved the day. Sometimes, the people who have the least and have been mistreated the most are the only people that are willing to help a girl like me avoid port o potty glory holes. I'm proud of him. I love him. He has issues like mine but far worse. Ironically, I gave him my favorite collage before we left to go car shopping. We only expected a ride to the nearest used car dealership. It turns out my cousin had other plans. He bought us a new car. It's been used but it's in mint condition. I needed an suv because of what I do for a living. He bought us a jeep grand cherokee. I can honestly say I've done a lot of good things for people out of the kindness of my heart. I was raised to believe that helping someone will come back your way three fold. My cousin proved that theory to be correct.
The purpose of this post is to thank everyone who contacted me while I was getting better from the wreck. I am just really blessed to have one wonderful family member. I'll hit my 1000 day mark in a few days. I need advice. Do I change my avatar? I will post a gallery of possible replacements. I think I know what picture I have in mind. People get attached to avatars. I don't want to fuck up a good thing if people are used to the avatar I have. I won't know exactly how a possible picture i put in the gallery will work because it must be cropped. I'd love your honest opinion. One last thing, I'm going to start writing again. This profile has been discovered. I live in a small town and I can't risk invading the privacy of a few people I want to write about. It's time to rediscover erotica. I saw one girl mention a blog cite I might use. Keep in touch. I'm going to be careful about giving out the link. At the same time, I've got a story I need to write and it's no fun if I can't share the details with friends.
8 年 前
