Showing posts with label photo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photo. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Cat's in the Bag?



THIS CAT
OMG, is it real? Why does it look so weird? Why does it look like it just saw a ghost? I am SO intrigued.

This image makes me think of some crazy lady who carries around her dead cat because she thinks its still alive. Doesn't something like that happen in some movie?

Anyways, I wish I was COOL enough to carry around my pet cat... Too bad my cats are each 20lbs and live in Orange County while I'm in Santa Barbara :( I can't imagine a cat that would be chill enough to just sit in a purse all day, mine would flip a bitch, they would freak the fuck out, they would NOT be okay with it. Thats why I've come to the conclusion that this cat is dead. Aggggh so creepy! Aaaaand the girl's facial expressions are so plain and normal. I feel like this is one of those photos where its stating "You can't judge a book by its cover" ie) these girls may look sweet and normal, BUT THEY AREN'T! They are psycho and carry around their dead pets, and are friends with dead people.

Thanks for listening to...errrr reading my rant

photo taken from Terry Richardson's Blog

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

iPhone



I dropped my Blackberry about a month ago and it somehow broke the audio and messed up the operating system so that the camera application wouldn't open. I could make calls, I just couldn't hear people on the other end. Its awkward having a one way conversation. I couldn't take photos (this really killed me).

I've never actually broken a phone completely though. I dropped my first Blackberry in the jacuzzi... but that thing still works today. Its a little fucked up but it works better than my second Blackberry.

Today I made the switch. After a whole month of torture being unable to call my family and my friends; always having to ask others to borrow their phone so I could call; being limited to texting loooong ass stories; I finally made the switch. I walked into AT&T with the intention of completing a mission. My upgrade wasn't for another two weeks, but I showed them who was boss. I said, "Give me the latest and greatest iPhone, bitch" And my wish was their command.

I am happy again. I was born and raised an Apple girl, and I am back in the comfort of my homeland. I tested the waters with a Windows computer, I tried out the Blackberry phones, but here I am back in the warm embrace of Steve Jobs.