speak for yourself

merry christmas everyone! if anyone is wondering what i've been up to- i still use my livejournal and i recently made a new channel on youtube and started "vlogging" there. subscribe if you're interested at: youtube.com/barsexual.

recent videos:

i hate arguing. i get this dying feeling in my chest that i imagine people in hospitals get when they're hooked up to machine. in an argument, on the outside i look as numb as can be, serious and reserved. but on the inside i'm feeling dramatic and i want to push your buttons because you hurt my damn feelings and that's what girls do. we get our feelings hurt and we want to know you care.

my friend susan has three snakes. i watched her feed little field mice to them. it was sick. but one of the snakes didn't even eat his. the mouse snuggled up to the snake's face and took a little nap.

this is how i feel. like a angry snake about to eat you and you don't. even. know.

i need some change in my life. every day here is starting to feel like an old routine.

part of this feeling could be due to the fact that up until yesterday i didn't have internet for about 4 months and i still don't have cable. i can't live completely disconnected from the world like that. who does that?

oh wait, people who move into new houses do that.
i feel better already.

it kinda irritates me that while i was without internet someone bought my domain, theblowersdaughter.com. it's a damien rice site now, as it probably should be.

What TV show(s) will you be watching this season? Why?

nip/tuck

Nip/Tuck will be/already is my main thing. It's like crack. Can't stop won't stop, eh eh - eh eh. I had never heard of the show until this summer. I managed to watch all 3 previous seasons just in time to enjoy the premier of season 4, which was about a month ago.

All I can say about this show is this: WOW-GASP-OMG-WTF? The combination of blood, dysfunction, sex, and scandal is enough to keep my little heart content on any day and at any time.

Important: Any show that can cause your friend's christian mother to beat the shit out of her daughter for watching it, while screaming "get this porn out of my house," is more than enough to get me to watch.

southofnowhere

It's really hard for me to wait a whole week for new episodes. When you watch three whole seasons back to back, and then all of a sudden you can only watch one episode every seven days.... life gets hard. 

South of Nowhere is going to be another good one. Season 2 premiers this Friday. It's got lots of drama, cat fights, and weird camera angles that I enjoy.

Last season had racism, girls liking girls, and lots of drama. This season is going to have a little drug abuse, I hear, and I look forward to watching that.

             before                                    after

roombefore

inbetween

It was pretty much a huge disaster when I started, even worse than the "before" pictures I took a month ago, but after 5 months of living here I figured it was time to unpack already so I did the damn thing.

storage

colorful

I was going to try and fight my hispanic culture by NOT getting black furniture, but I
can't. I give in. I just realized that my car is parked on the lawn at this very moment. I quit. Bring on the pinatas.

picks&tuner

I miss having more time for my guitar. I need to learn more, dammit. I'm up to five chords and the beginning of December by Collective Soul. I was going to upload a video of me practicing but then I realized that I like having friends.

Is it wrong that sometimes I get the urge to stay home, away from all people, and just practice? I never do though. It's even harder to find the time to practice now that I have a job again.

What's your middle name?  Is there a story or history behind it?

Giselle is my middle name, so that makes me Alexis Giselle. I dig it. The only other Alexis I know has a simular combo: Alexis Michelle. I was gonna say that ish-el must sound pretty good with Alexis, but then I imagined Alexis Trishelle and felt kind of sick.

Life is good. I'm listening to Flying High by Jem and I feel so relaxed, I could just chill on my bed all day. It's a nice break from my normal crunk music, which I don't realize is kinda crass until I catch myself googling things like "lyrics stick it in my mouth" or when old people stare at me on my way to The Villages, where I work. I guess "If you a scared motha fucka go to church" isn't something everyone wants to hear...

NIP/TUCK is back! I haven't watched the season premier yet, but I have it all taped and ready to go. Me and two of my friends aren't really allowed to watch it without each other. LOL. It's not just a show, it's a way of life.

FYI: There is a small flaw in vox's composition page. My last post had random things bolded. I tried a few times to fix it but it got pissed at me and wouldn't even let me backspace at one point. Needless to say the post is gone now. I couldn't even begin to handle that, but can you blame me? Also, I can't fucking tag this post Nip/Tuck because when I do the search for posts marked Nip/Tuck fucks up because of the slash. Nip Tuck without the slash.... ok just stop.

Oh well. I still love you Vox, you little beta baby.

squier

my1stguitar

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i bought a guitar yesterday on an impulse. i love those, impulses that is. you suddenly need something or you'll just die without it.

i got it from a friend who taught me a couple chords. he says i'll be the next jimmy hendrix, popping pills and playing my guitar all day. uhuh- o yeah.

if you'd like to hear me attempt the chords G, A, and D than go here and download the wav. but before you point and laugh hysterically, i've owned the guitar for 2 days and never played before in my life. i have potential... or i hope.

i've always wanted to play guitar but i was too scared to try. then i did and now i have something to work towards. i used to be into piano but now it's so boring to me. guitar doesn't seem too hard. i just have to train my hands to get to get to the chords faster... as you may have heard.

i got a baby amp, some cute picks, and a tuner. i've been searching online for new chords to learn and such. i'm ridiculously driven sometimes. i think i can do this.

woo! yeah. my vox coloring contest entry got an honorable mention "For the little details" and i'm getting 10 invites out of it. oh yeah, and also glory and fame. people will stop me in public and ask "aren't you that girl that colored in that logo for that one site that kinda seems like the love child of myspace and livejournal, vox?" and i will be like why yes as cd's of AOL free trials fall from the sky and i autograph their foreheads.

... or something.

apparently my car has an alarm.... a loud ass annoying alarm. when i bought the car i noticed a red light, but the owner couldn't tell me anything about it. today on my way to dominos i flipped a switch down by the floor and nothing happened.... came out of dominos, opened the door and HOLY JESUS it took me 15 minutes to turn it off. people were staring, children were crying, i was sweating, it was all very dramatic.

last month i was going to sell my laptop and use the money to buy a mac. they're cute, and like all the elitist people have one. yesterday i read a comment made by a mac user talking about how the "blue screen of death" was lyke totally out. are you for cereal? the last time i got a blue screen of death was when i was about 14. if you aren't a complete moron, i think it's safe to say that it's a thing of the past. someday i'll own a mac.. but i'm not ready yet.

& here's my vox coloring entry... i'm doing this for more invites, and let me just say that nobody invited me to vox. i put my name on a list and only have myself to thank. i am not eternally grateful to anyone. this is all me, son.

Voxmo

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sticky film

so i've come to learn that the "Queston of the Day" (QotD) is sorta like that 7th shot of liquid cocaine. seems like a good idea at the moment, but you definitely regret it later and you feel like a tool... yup.

i carried my polaroid cameras around with me for the last 2 weeks and had a gay old time. you'd think i was living in 1836 the way people reacted to it. it was a novelty and the fact i have both the sticky film camera and a regular polaroid makes me hella tight.