Earthborn Mortals


 

This is what really people look like, well, its rendition of what people look like.

Naked Humans

Humans: a bipedal primate mammal (Homo sapiens) : man; broadly : hominid.

This is what we all are, flesh, blood, bones, and brains.

But we are all different, and that really is okay.

In Fact Its Amazing.

What isn’t amazing is when you put on a mask and hide the amazing-ness that is You.

 

 

Someone and their Masks

This is something I hate.

Do not do this. Not just because I hate it.

Because It Is  UnFair To YOU.

 

Just Be You.

Rather you are broken, funny looking, stupid, smart or anything that voice says in the back of your mind.

It lies, You are perfect, with wonderful imperfections, a human, a beautiful ball of life.

Even if for awhile your the only one who likes you, You will find others that have like minds.

And deserve to know the real you.

Loving who you are, is more important than anything.

 

( : *and quit annoying me* : )

 

 

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Dreariness


As many of you know I have Depression.

Yes I have it, and no as far as I know, it’s not contagious.

Depression is just like its sounds, depressing it makes you tired, sad, emotional, it can cause unexplainable pain, headaches and it can make you feel like you have the worst case of the flu ever.

It sucks.

I have treatment for my illness, but some days I still hit the bottom of the barrel. Just like having any illness, it’s treated but not cured.

Today, my friends, is one of those days. It took all I had in me to even think about getting out of bed, and that is impressive, I got out of bed. There was a time where that would not have happened, not for this girl, bed, bottle of water and a book, and you wouldn’t see me all day.

Not today though I got out of bed, now I didn’t shower, but I’m not in my P.J’s so that is even a bigger plus. There are a lot of things that are making my day awful, but I am not going to go through the list.

I just wanted to state to the world, I got out of bed and I got dressed. I am impressed with me. And that’s a big deal to me, so I made it a big deal to you.

Here are some links on depression:

What causes Depression

Neurobiology

This is something I have to tell myself, not just others.


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Spark!


Oh You Are So *Sweet* To.. My Body.

Yes I know.. its sugar.. Hey I GET IT .. its got lots of Sugar. Its Not REALY GOOD FOR ME, fuck I got it already.

But I ♥ Vitamin Water.. and I really Like the Sprak kind and also the facebook kind with the caffine!

And Yes I Still like it even though its bad for me.. so there. 

Now some links to why its bad..

“Like Vegas In A Bottle”.. kinda’

What Jelly Beans?

And this becasue I can:

Amish buggy, what?!

Vitamin Water I will Love you Aways and Forever! Even if you somehow are involved with my death 😦

Even Zombies Love it.. Come on now, that makes it Rad!

*this is in no way endorsed by anyone, from anywhere, its just my brain doin its thing*

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Coffee


Awe, Love!

 

I use to hate the smell of Coffee; I wanted to punch Coffee in its big fat smelly Coffee Face. I use to rank it up there with the smell of burnt toast, and the taste, like nasty with a side of gross burned hair.

 Yes burnt hair, quit questioning me!

But now, oh now, I love Coffee, I could drink Coffee all day long. I am blaming my mom, yeah she knows it, she lives off Coffee, I mean she’s not pumping blood, its Coffee, I am sure of it!! That being said, I just wanted to put up a quick post about how much I now Love Coffee. Why you ask? Because I am at School Right Now, And I Want Some Damn Coffee!! But I don’t get any.. And now I am a sleepy sad panda..

See, this is me right now!

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Wednesday’s Ashtray!


Thats Right, this is Wednesday’s Ash Tray.
Whats a Wednesday’s Ash Tray, you ask?
~Its only a collection of sh*t i find on the interwebs and leave here for you to enjoy.
Why on Wednesday?
~Great Question! Because Wednesday is the day *most* people need a boost, something for them to lose some time too, and why shouldn’t I be the one to provide that?!?!
Why did you call it Wednesday’s Ash Tray?
~Well, Wednesday kind of gets the sh*t end of things, its not awesome, its not sucky, its just that middle. Besides Tray rhymes with day very well, and I like Wednesday.

 

Okay this one is better because there is more! Yay for more!

I am going to run with this, in a very wrong direction

For the Pod Cast Lover In YOU

For Your Geekin Out time

For those of us that need some inner time with our inner self

♥ Beat their Secrets.. No really Do it!

This can be fun and Dirty..Whoa.

More convenient then just emailing your self? Hmmm.

For those of you that like to Rate things…

What did you get?

♥ I needed this after Todays ‘puke’ day

Awe, all yellow and dotty!

Alright you thugs, thats all I gots for today.. Remember to keep that little gmail guy busy and send this Dame some more emails!

Also, if you haven’t subscribed to this awesome blog, do! You Get a Picture of a wookie and a hidden song in your wookie mail!

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Neglected: Yes You All Have Been, My Bad!


My Super Bad.

Sorry guys I know I haven’t been posting like I should be!

I am freaking Sorry!

School has been kind of crazy with the five, yes five, classes I am taking and my brain has been poked full of holes with all this new information it is getting!

So, as an apology I made Found*and altered* you a pretty awesome picture, you can thank me later.

 

Yes I know I am going to Hell.

Yeah, so by altered I really meant added a border.. I am lazy what do you expect?! and NO I am not going into the Whole “this is a terrible picture you should take it down you awful person”, because its funny and my blog is for me to enjoy.

Also you cannot be an Indian Giver, I Gave you this Wonder.. to look at and enjoy!

Dont start on the Indian giver stuff either! Sheesh I have been gone like a week and a half, and you all went all judgement on me..

Soooo…any who..

I wanted to also throw in some web sites for you all to gander at, since I missed a Wednesday or two or something like that. Now, the far warning is, I have been doing lots of school stuff so not all these sites are fun, some are sad, but they are clickable and I know you love the clickable stuffs, also they are stuff I think you should read if you haven’t before!

But I will Promise to Try MY SUPER DOOPER HARDEST

to throw up a pretty darn good Wednesdays ashtray for

you guys for being so super awesome!

Two minor girls married off to frogs

Mozambican boy castrated for witchcraft

I Want to Make A MILLION of these!

I could Be  Jedi, but….

Stimpy

You know you love Ren and Stimpy  🙂

Okay that is really all I have for now, due to the time limit I have.. sorry again!

Hey, help do your part and send me some stuffs!
ElleBeeStine@gmail.com

 


Appetency


I look at those photos, I stare into those days,

I yearn for the things that I missed

when I took the other way.

For the choice, it left the energy inside

stuck with in masses, longing to be rampant.

Never enough outlets, to many cords

over loaded, for this, the mess is born.

Would never change it, back and back, the same,

the days will never be, but the thoughts lay unchanged.

Once its done, I still couldn’t go back

always the last, it will stay this way.

Never for me, always for you,

I want it this way, for I love you.

Once you have left, becoming all you,

I shall still stay, on the path I did lay.

Dreaming of the unbeaten way,

that I gave, not one more glance.

Living for you, is the way I will stay,

a promise my soul gave that day.

Dont take this as bad, for I wouldn’t change

the things I left laying by the way.

You are more important than I could ever be,

For you made me,

Me.

 

 


Slacker.. Or the Holidays Happened..


Alright, as most of you know, 2010 Sucked Ass Big Time, so heres to all you and the hope that 2011 doesn’t suck as well. I can tell you this, Im going to find that bad ass MoFo Father Time and kick him in his corn hole if he doesn’t give up the goods!

It will be a wicked fight to the death but I will do it to take over father times place a make 2011 a rad ass year! I’ll be Woman Father Time and and mess up all this stuff!! In your Face Traditions, I guess I’ll just have to rob some sperm banks to make the New Years Baby, But you gota do what you gota do!

But On the Reals.. Dont Be Dumb Asses And Drink And Drive. (insert hold my beer joke here) I love all you guys and would hate to hear of you killing yourself or someone else because, “It was only 3 beers and a shot”. Get Real, take a cab!

Nice Car, Guys!

Here is the Math for you. Get it? Good Job!

So, Since I stacked off.. here is Wednesday Ashtray, on Friday but it all rhymes so its all good!

Yada Yada—— Fridays Ashtray, is brought to you by the Awesomeness that is the internets and my super rad readers!

Backin Up?

Baby Munkey What What!

Fun Things to Do When You Should Be Working!

Oh My God, No Really WTF!

Once Was Not Enough!

These People Gots ALL Your INFO, Get OFF THE LIST!! hehe i said “get off”

everything from pics you’ve posted on FB or web, your approx credit score, home value, income, age, etc. You can remove yourself by searching for yourself on their site, copying the URL of your page, then go to the bottom of the page and click on Privacy button to remove yourself.

And Last But Not Least!

♥Erin You ROCK, I Loved My Email!! ♥

♥ Wanna Be Cool Like Erin? Yeah me too! :)♥

♥But For Reals, Send This Girl An Email! ElleBeeStine@gmail.com♥


“You Can’t Always Get What You Want, But If You Try Some Times You Get What You Need”-R.S.


I get caught up in silly things,

Not like this.. not at all.

I know what you are thinking, ‘everyone does’.

Ehhhhh.. Not quite like I do. For example:

Last night I am sitting on the tub talking to my almost hubby, when I stretch out the waste of my yoga pants (which I have never done yoga in) and said, “Damn, I could be like five hundred pounds and then these would be all tight on me.” My hubby to be says, something about but if you were five hundred pounds you would just buy new pants you wouldn’t wear them tight like that. So, I stand up with my arms stretching out my pants, I hunch over and say in a deep voice,” see my belly would hang down like this” hubby to be says, “It’s called a GUNT.”

This is a *GUNT*, I will never have one, if you do, Im sorry i made fun of it.

So I am walking back and forth saying “look at my gunt look at my gunt!!!” in my low voice (because if I got fatter I would talk lower). I’m laughing and laughing then I kiss my hubby to be and say, this, this is why I love you so much; you never shake your head or question my strangeness.

This whole thing lasted, about fifteen minutes.. Yeah.. Fifteen minutes.

okay!

Back on to what I was saying…

Today, there was something I wanted to hear soooooo bad, but I should not hear it.

Strange right? No, not really.

Oh But PLEEEEEEEEEEAAASSSEEE!

There are a lot of things in my life that I want or want to do that well, I just don’t and as you can read I do some strange and silly things. You might be thinking right now, what would I think I shouldn’t do. Well, that list is long and I’m not getting into that right now.

But the point of this blog was to, well say that..

*Sometimes it’s good to not always give into your inner impulses, sometimes it’s good to just let them ride out.*



Thats Right, this is Wednesday’s Ash Tray.
Whats a Wednesday’s Ash Tray, you ask?
~Its only a collection of sh*t i find on the interwebs and leave here for you to enjoy.
Why on Wednesday?
~Great Question! Because Wednesday is the day *most* people need a boost, something for them to lose some time too, and why shouldn’t I be the one to provide that?!?!
Why did you call it Wednesday’s Ash Tray?
~Well, Wednesday kind of gets the sh*t end of things, its not awesome, its not sucky, its just that middle. Besides Tray rhymes with day very well.

First Up, A Merry Merry Christmas Present! Your Welcome! 🙂

Diabeetus

Because I love you and You love this!

And the last one, but one I think is the best:

Sometimes you just gotta get it off  your chest!

Thats, that, for your ash tray, got fun stuff for me to see and post next Wednesday, let me know via Email, Twitter or Facebook!

♥ElleBeeStine@gmail.com♥

Poor poor little man.. I keep Telling him its okay..

more Emails and comments will come!

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