tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.comments2023-03-26T00:56:56.200-07:00GOD MADE ME BACKWARDS TO FUCK WITH ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.Princess Pinchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-27166618069090587292011-09-15T17:43:17.483-07:002011-09-15T17:43:17.483-07:00Beercheese could be the most disgusting thing ive ...Beercheese could be the most disgusting thing ive ever eaten that tastes so marvelously decadently hickish. School Lunch mandatory. With a side of chicken fried steak wrapped in bacon slathered with that white gravy that doubles as ceeeement. Yeehaw princess!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-84777196764901652582011-09-15T17:39:39.500-07:002011-09-15T17:39:39.500-07:00Welcome! Its good to be a cross between J Lo and S...Welcome! Its good to be a cross between J Lo and Shakira in that department. Hips Dont Lie and On the Floor. woo woooooo. Keep the insights and the booty comin...imma happy anonymous fan :PAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-35117373568530875712011-09-15T15:28:20.503-07:002011-09-15T15:28:20.503-07:00haha, thank you. :)haha, thank you. :)Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-61103720898828503062011-08-31T22:49:02.891-07:002011-08-31T22:49:02.891-07:00For what its worth I like your blog. You have an o...For what its worth I like your blog. You have an odd but insightful take on some funny shit. Oh and also you really pretty and have the best ass of any blogger ive seen. YAY~! Keep it up :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-68967253940727841182011-07-24T23:12:14.186-07:002011-07-24T23:12:14.186-07:00Scott or Richard, whatever you feel like being cal...Scott or Richard, whatever you feel like being called... You're totally crazy but in an awesome way. I dig it. Thanks.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-51627715791403366652011-07-24T23:10:21.414-07:002011-07-24T23:10:21.414-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-30357062552176732762011-07-23T01:31:09.067-07:002011-07-23T01:31:09.067-07:00For the record, because since I'm typing with ...For the record, because since I'm typing with the intention to Send a record will exist, I didn't find your blog by googling "Cuban Ass." I found your blog by drinking a bottle of wine then googling "Sweaty Fuck" at 1:12am. 'Cause who isn't looking for that in the wee wee hours? Then I actually read it. Wierd. Interesting. Cool? Enough for drunk in the morning at least. <br /><br />Since I'm being creepy, my name's Scott. You know, Scott, the serial killer next door on every newsmagazine show. My dogs started dying on hikes too many years ago, when they were young.<br /><br />Awesome. Enjoy.<br />ScottRichard Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09801798584597192530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-36658195220525007632011-07-18T22:57:07.442-07:002011-07-18T22:57:07.442-07:00Mor,
This is after the 2nd tunnel up the 9. We p...Mor, <br /><br />This is after the 2nd tunnel up the 9. We parked on the side of the road and just made up our own trail. It was awesome.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-1172108278705320632011-07-17T14:27:03.697-07:002011-07-17T14:27:03.697-07:00which trail is that?which trail is that?Mor Zaidermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16314917506347226765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-90205402828359769072011-05-16T19:28:19.286-07:002011-05-16T19:28:19.286-07:00If it's any consolation, I fucking love your b...If it's any consolation, I fucking love your blog.Danielle Dennishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14968613742653692416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-11148706269893453672011-05-11T08:21:09.058-07:002011-05-11T08:21:09.058-07:00More about the tits!!!More about the tits!!!Mor Zaidermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16314917506347226765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-22735500867933252212011-04-12T22:42:16.324-07:002011-04-12T22:42:16.324-07:00thank you. :)thank you. :)Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-74267789943513949462011-04-02T20:07:58.874-07:002011-04-02T20:07:58.874-07:00happy belayed birthdayhappy belayed birthdayAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-40346778847692602212011-03-01T12:35:30.030-08:002011-03-01T12:35:30.030-08:00Hm..... Que bonita eres. Have a nice life. =)
Jua...Hm..... Que bonita eres. Have a nice life. =)<br /><br />JuanMa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-22501036381037672112010-12-20T18:37:00.928-08:002010-12-20T18:37:00.928-08:00I haven't even started.... luckily I only have...I haven't even started.... luckily I only have three people to buy for.Danielle Dennishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14968613742653692416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-54681839890823699312010-12-18T00:15:21.073-08:002010-12-18T00:15:21.073-08:00Haha, it's okay. I totally understand how you ...Haha, it's okay. I totally understand how you can misinterpret my blogs. Usually when I blog something interesting it usually has to deal with a drunken good time. But if you go back and read my posts... They've been sorta boring. Usually just "blah blah blah my boyfriend and I are hermits blah blah blah." lol. See, Friday night and I'm sober... But just went to coffee with a friend. My problem is coffee. hehe.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-6413940432944512262010-12-17T23:57:25.316-08:002010-12-17T23:57:25.316-08:00Oh, thank God. I totally have misinterpreted your...Oh, thank God. I totally have misinterpreted your entries.Industrial Hygenisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06201589069049764042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-41071740548265070272010-12-14T07:49:06.647-08:002010-12-14T07:49:06.647-08:00I appreciate your concern, really, I do. However, ...I appreciate your concern, really, I do. However, I think you have the completely wrong impression of me. I have NEVER drank to sleep. Never, not once in my life, have ever drank myself to sleep. If by drinking you mean warm milk, hot cider or water --- Then sure, yes. But I've never once touched any sort of alcohol to aid me in my sleep. When I was a teenager and I sent myself to the hospital over anxiety (it was my first anxiety attack and I didn't know what it was), I was given a prescription of sedatives to calm myself. That's what I meant by the sedatives. Also, when I said I wanted a tall glass of booze, I was completely kidding. I know it can easily be taken the wrong way, but really, anyone that knows me personally will say I'm always the last one to start drinking and the first one to stop or sometimes I just don't drink anything at all while everyone else is. I'm usually the designated driver, not the one everyone needs to worry about if I'm going to get too drunk. Sure, I'll post about my drunken good times because they're usually interesting. Even over Thanksgiving when everyone gets together and drinks, I was so tired from all my cooking that I didn't even touch a glass of wine. I had water and went to bed early.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong, there have been times where I've gone out with friends and have passed out on someone's couch from a good time... But those times are few and far between and I'd say by society's standards, pretty normal. I drank a lot more often when my ex and I broke up --- But that was a quick party stage, a much needed one, after being with a person for 6.5 years. That party phase never interfered with my daily life or my work. I'm the type of person that gets drunk on a Friday and feels like a worthless pile until Sunday. I can't drink very often so I don't --- and I don't particularly like drinking either. I like being whacked out on espresso... I've been drinking espresso since I was a kid. It's very Latin culture of me (I'm Cuban, FYI) --- and all of us in my family are all heavy coffee drinkers that all suffer from insomnia. My grandma is 84 years old and goes to bed at 11 pm. Maybe if we put down the espresso we'd sleep, but that's just how my family functions. My boyfriend just has a way to get me to sleep at night, and sometimes I'll wake up and just read or write until I sleep. I've been like this forever. I promise, I do NOT have a drinking problem. LOL. I might have a ton of other problems, but drinking would be the last one on the list.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-27622999222431285142010-12-14T03:49:50.523-08:002010-12-14T03:49:50.523-08:00Hey, just trying to pass on a little wisdom from s...Hey, just trying to pass on a little wisdom from somebody who's been through it. It isn't about whether a society is medicated or not, it's about whether or not it can help YOU.<br /><br />I'm hoping that since you've been with the bf that you can sleep through the night, because drinking until you pass out ain't the way to get to sleep, and it's telling of problems that runs way, way deeper than just insomnia.Industrial Hygenisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06201589069049764042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-15037147640899686842010-12-13T06:53:55.154-08:002010-12-13T06:53:55.154-08:00Taking it to the streets:
Thanks for reading my b...Taking it to the streets:<br /><br />Thanks for reading my blog often.<br /><br />I actually don't suffer from anxiety very often, and absolutely not often enough to take medication for it. The anxiety attack I had that lasted hours and hours the other night was the first time I've had one that bad in a decade. I'll get small ones here and there, but I've always been able to talk myself down from them and move on. I used to have anxiety flying and on my first long haul flight I took a bunch of xanax I received from my doctor and found myself to be worse off than having anxiety on the plane. Today, I now enjoying flying, really enjoy it... And I did it all by myself minus the one long haul and I wish I would have never taken anything in the first place. I figure if I can take care of it myself, there's no need to medicate myself. Having an anxiety attack one in a blue moon that I can talk myself down from (even this last big one I had I just wrote myself until I slept and I was fine), I don't need it. I like being chemically dependent on just caffeine. I'm sure if I quit drinking it to the extent I do drink caffeine I probably wouldn't have them. I figure the healthier option is to move on about life without needing to be medicated. Americans have a problem with medicating themselves every time we feel something that isn't classified as normal. It's not even so much 'westerners' as my family in Spain (my uncle is a doctor in Madrid) agrees that Americans take too many meds. The rest of the world just deals with their problems first hand. I'd rather be like the rest of the world. Anxiety isn't so bad once you figure out a way to talk yourself down from it. It lets you know you're human.Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-12317216680741860612010-12-13T06:45:35.124-08:002010-12-13T06:45:35.124-08:00Anonymous:
That's exactly what I'm saying...Anonymous:<br /><br />That's exactly what I'm saying. I'm not saying everyone's fucked up because of their longitude/latitude points on the globe. I'm saying they're screwed up because they have nothing to be depressed about. I mentioned expensive cars and clothing, having it all and wanting more --- and not seeing what they do have versus what they don't have. I didn't word it well, like most of my writing on my blog. I usually write to put myself to sleep and by that point I'm too tired to word anything well. But I agree with you 100% --- and that's what I was trying to say. :)Princess Pinchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09292393354313279264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-55231059575591747442010-12-12T23:57:29.562-08:002010-12-12T23:57:29.562-08:00Sweetheart, I read your blog a lot and I have to t...Sweetheart, I read your blog a lot and I have to tell you that if you have this level of anxiety, TAKE MEDICATION. There's no shame in it. They make it for people like you.<br /><br />Celexa is a good start.Industrial Hygenisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06201589069049764042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-29169619772370399932010-12-12T12:25:09.065-08:002010-12-12T12:25:09.065-08:00It's hard to blame where you live for all of t...It's hard to blame where you live for all of this. Obviously Agoura is a fucking waste bucket of materialism and commodity but the problem lies far deeper in the way our society works, what we value, and the fact that there is relatively little diversity or discomfort in suburbia to foster the desire to get out, see the world and make each day better then the day before. Sad to see another person pass on, but a lesson for the rest of us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-74257309497934285532010-10-22T21:43:13.827-07:002010-10-22T21:43:13.827-07:00u are very hot!!!u are very hot!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1605991199435384077.post-68187800582406939182010-10-17T12:13:04.072-07:002010-10-17T12:13:04.072-07:00Rock'n'Roll. I love Margaritas too.
I nev...Rock'n'Roll. I love Margaritas too.<br /><br />I never gamble, but I would<br /><br />definitely be prepared to lose<br /><br />a little at Vegas.<br /><br />What really excites me about it,<br /><br />isn't the obvious pleasures, but<br /><br />the light, the architecture and the<br /><br />darker underbelly. I would love<br /><br />to spend a couple of weeks there<br /><br />just shooting images.<br /><br />Cheers<br /><br />MarkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com