Odd Jobs Part Deux: Sexin' On The Phone.

Now as you may already know, the economy is fucked. Yes, I said it. It's no surprise that people are doing various different things to make ends meet and those are what I like to call "Odd Jobs". There's nothing wrong with doing odd jobs, it's just all in what you do and how you do it. The variety is endless and if you're smart about it, you can not only stimulate your bank account, but your resume' as well!

This is where I am going to tell you about a short-lived odd job of mine that really gave me a decent form of income as well as some confidence to speak in the real world- PLUS, I also gained some creative skill which to me is always awesome to have! In case the title wasn't obvious enough...I was a "Phone Sex Operator".

Now back before the movie: "For a Good Time Call..." was released, not many people had thought about how stimulating being a phone sex operator could be and ever since this movie's release, more women (some men, even) have gone out of their boxes and jumped into the phone sex business. To be honest, if you haven't seen the movie, I suggest it highly because it depicts just about as real as it gets for that business.

In fact, there's many great benefits to being a phone sex operator that it almost outweighs the cons.

Pros:

• You get to be your own boss
• You set the rates you want
• You work whenever you want
• You get to express your sexual side without revealing your identity
• Lastly, you can make really good money if you keep up with it.

Cons:

• Massive amounts of perverts
• Sometimes you're asked to do things outside of your comfort zone (IE: letting them hear you take a dump, etc)
• Cheap two pump chumps (and I only say this because that's the majority of your callers, but like it the movie and explained...if you set a minimum rate, you can avoid that and the real deals will come in)
• Phone bill costs (Which you can make discrete by getting an "800" number or going through a service)

It's harmless if you really think about it and as I have stated, no one needs to know who you are and plus, from my perspective....I'd rather have a man call me to get off than go to a prostitute or submitting to actual cheating. If you look at it that way, then you'll see that it really isn't all that bad. Plus, Ladies, if your man gets off on that and comes back to you to get it on...you'd totally see it in another light.

The way I see it...people are more open to doing shit that was/used to be taboo. Think back around 20 years ago when an actual career was all business oriented and you did the whole 9-5 deal, but sexual oriented jobs weren't ever mentioned and just shoved under the rug. In conclusion, running a phone sex line is very business oriented and it's a unique way to expand your options. This business entails a lot of work and sometimes, if not done right, can take a while to build a significant amount.

So look at this however you will, but personally, this is an out of the norm job for people with that have a certain special skill with their voice. A job is a job.

Sincerely,

Josie

My Current Standing.

I am not very good about updating, but I thought I would at least say something about my well being since I have started medication for anxiety....
So far, so good! I am really positive in a lot of aspects. It's become easier to block out negativity and I have found new ways to channel positive outlooks and acting on it as well. Nothing really seems to bother me at all lately and I really enjoy this feeling...even though half the time I feel like I am stoned.

Now the things I don't like about this medication.....
The side affects will always be a negative about taking any medication, mine are however mild. I get super tired easily and I lose my appetite a lot...which I hate because I LOVE food! I have lost about 5 pounds in this week alone since taking the meds. I eat about a third of what I would normally eat and sometimes I have to force feed myself because I want to to eat! In a weird way, I feel like a recovering anorexic or something, but at least I know I'm not starving and I am doing my best to eat as much as I can.

So that is where I am with the medication. I feel good, I rarely eat, but I am well and that's good enough for me. I will always strive for a better outcome as you can only get better when going through something life changing. Life is amazing once you learn or find a way to control the way you feel. Sometimes you just have to think about it and look at life in a different perspective. It's easier said than done, I know, but it's the only justification I have to show for.

How has everyone been feeling lately?

Sincerely,
Josie

Just a thought.

Before I lay my head down to sleep, I want to express how truly thankful and grateful I am for everything I have in my life.

Many people take for granted all of life's little things that it has to offer as if it's nothing. Not I. I truly appreciate everything.

I am grateful for the help I have sought out as well as the amazing love and support my boyfriend, family, and best friend have given me. I am truly forever thankful as well.

Many people might question my sincerity pertaining to certain things, but I am always sincere when it comes to things I am thankful of as well as everything else that comes along with it. Life is meant for appreciating the little things rather than the big materialistic ones. As nice as those things are, they're rather unnecessary. Fuck it.

Now I am going to rest my head and wake up to another day full of joy and wonder. Every day is brand new. You are the hero in your own fairytale.

Sincerely,

Josie

Confessions of a Cam Girl.

I have done a few odd jobs in my time and it's weird saying that considering that I'm only 23, but I have and it makes this experience acceptable for me to talk about.
This economy is shot people, so there are many justifications as to why some people do what they do. When I speak in the terms of "odd jobs", I am not talking about shoveling shit on the side to make ends meet, no, I am talking about something more exotic. I discovered my spot in the online community as a "Cam Girl".

A "Cam Girl" or "Cam Performer" is someone genuinely female (sometimes male or trans) that goes online and basically has sex with themselves for money and gifts. It's not a very respectable job in the public eye, but it's one step away from actual porn, depending on how you define porn in your eyes. I like to think of "camming" as basically a porn-like service, but you still get to keep your dignity in the process. Camming is like stripping because of all the alter-egos you can create, but you're basically alone half the time and the only ones that can see you are the viewers on the internet that pay.

I made great money as a cam girl, I won't lie. There were nights where I would make over $500 (I only worked about 2-3 hours 3 days a week) and on top of that, strangers would send me items from my Amazon wishlist as a token of appreciation. I had it pretty well made, but I also had to keep myself safe in the process, so that's where the alter-egos kicked in. No one really knew who I was, where I was from, etc. I kept it pretty low-pro as much as I could despite how bad I wanted to just be myself.

The reason why I began camming is because I wanted more so the adventure versus the money as odd as that may seem. Sure, I was struggling a little bit because I didn't make a lot of money at my job, but in the end I really loved the attention and I couldn't believe how much money people actually would pay for me to show off my body. I did this off and on for two years and the worst part of the whole experience that I can name to date is the secrecy of it. It's hard hiding something like this from the general public and fearing someone would find out. It's really hard.

Here's how my shows would generally go:

• I would start out by looking nice; full face of makeup and all. 
• The voyeurs would come in and I would chat them up until I would start getting requests.
• I'd get tipped for normal things such as flashing my tits and ass and the rest is just accumulated to the point where I would just get naked.
• I'd have my guests request their favorite songs and I would dance to them, in return gaining more tips. They really loved when I would dance to their songs and special points and tips for remembering their names/identities.
• Lastly, I say my goodbyes and tell everyone I would see them later and then log off and cry.

Yes, I cried every single night that I performed, but never once did my viewers ever see it because I always wanted to keep up with appearances and make them believe I was getting off just as they were. My room was a positive outlet and I wanted to keep the positivity going despite the pervs that would lurk into my room. I had quite a few perverts on the other end and oh my god, the beggars...

If you ever have experienced the cam world, you will notice that the place is filled with beggars, begging you to show your goodies for free. Usually at the expense of a viewer, you would get paid for the things you'd do, but then you had those viewers that would beg and beg. I usually kicked those people out because they were just too much. Trust me, if I was doing this just for the sheer pleasure of getting you getting your jollies, I'd totally give you a show at my expense....but since I made legit money, I required a fee and if you couldn't comply with that, I'd make you leave. That's the biz, yo!

The other main voyeurs that you would come across as a cam girl are the "High Rollers"; people that tip you big time for various, sometimes unknown reasons. These high rollers you end up noticing the most because you want that money and the more attention you give to them, the more you make as a cam girl. These people are the ones that keep what you do thriving. You want these people on your side. Another thing I should mention is that the high rollers not only tip you well, but they also moderate your chat for you as well.

There are various types of people out there, but the only thing that defines them is how they act towards you and most of them are dogs.

I liked and hated my secret life as a cam girl because of all the baggage it piled on me. I knew what to expect when I got into the biz, but I never realized how difficult it would be to carry it all around.

Would I recommend this life to someone? Absolutely not. It's emotionally hard on a person and it puts a lot on you to carry, hide, and protect. If you think that you can't get hurt as a cam girl, you're seriously mistaken. I could've put myself in some serious situations and as someone that tries to live life a little more respectable, it scares me to know what could've been. And so that brings me to how I got out...

When I decided to flee from the cam world, I had just started seeing my now current boyfriend. He knew what I was doing unlike my previous boyfriend and I only told him because I wanted to start a relationship with him with complete trust and honesty. If my boyfriend didn't like me doing this, I was going to stop doing what I was doing and completely devote myself to him and he would be the only one that would see my body as it would be the right thing to do. This was the perfect excuse to get out because I had seriously wanted to around that time. However, he was respecting of it and was very supportive, which made me feel more guilty for doing it.
When I finally quit camming, I had a scary encounter with a private showing. I am not going to get into much detail, but I was basically threatened to the point where I didn't even want to look at computer screen again. This situation brought me to tears and once it blew over (about a week later), I told my boyfriend that I was no longer going to do camming anymore. My body was for him and him only. I explained my scary encounter to him and he completely relieved all of my fears and that was the end of it.

Although I made really good money by camming, you now see why I had malaise feelings about it as well. I commend those that have been working and are still working in this business because it's really hard. I think about the people that do this daily because I want them to be safe. Never should anyone have to do this and never will I give out advice on how to get started and ect....simply because that's not my life anymore and I don't want to relive anymore painful memories that have damaged a lot of my emotions in the process.

I understand what I did is not very "role model-like", but I never claimed to be a role model. I did this because I wanted adventure and I wanted to stimulate my income a little more than what I would get otherwise. I don't plan on going that far again because I believe in the value of saving my money. Before, I was terrible at saving money and I guess I still am, but I am learning and that's all I can say about that.

You have other options in life and should any of those options be "adventurous" much like the ones I've endured, just play it safe and always have a good supportive person by your side while you're doing it. Your life will be safer and you will feel more secured as well.

Have any of you experienced something like this before? Share your story!

Sincerely,
Josie

P.S. This is just part of my series of "Odd Jobs" that you will see more of, so stay tuned!

Prozac Nation

Today I had my appointment that I was so looking forward to for months now. Today is a day of celebration and relief. I am super excited that my journey has finally begun and I can now relax and know that the proper help I need is accessible to me.

My psychiatrist and I talked a lot about my life and going back into the past made me cringe a little. I can't believe that it was so long ago when I was just a lonely teenager struggling with this problem and had attempted a few suicides. I've realized now that this person no longer exists and moving on is the only way that I will be free from it.
Today I was prescribed 20 mg of Prozac. I feel silly and a little crazy knowing that I now take Prozac. Apparently it will be good for me and I cannot wait to see what it does for me. I still feel odd about it though. I have decided to start my first run with Prozac in the morning.

I now have to take counseling as well. I have the same counselor that I first went to after my last suicide attempt at age 19. It will be nice to see her again and hopefully she will be able to remember and see what a difference a few years has done for me. I really cannot wait to see her.

I am off to a great start and for the first time, I do not feel anything. I do not feel any weird emotions waiting to burst out of my system and for once I feel...free. I am elated.
I cannot expect this drug to make me better instantly, I have to wait 2-4 weeks until any results begin to show. I am a pretty impatient person, but I am willing to be patient for this.

As well as everyone else knows, everything in life is a progress. I know things will change when the time is right and even though I feel great right now, I still have a long way to go. Until the time comes when I actually feel full control of myself, I will document everything so that it can be added into my novel: "Half of Something Else". Speaking of that, I mentioned this to my psychiatrist today and she likes my idea of it. I was so excited to explain it to her as well as having a full attention for once.

Please don't be afraid to comment your thoughts on these kinds of posts as there will be more. I am more than happy to reach out to anybody struggling or if someone just has a thought or question. Like you, I know sometimes I would like to be given advice every now and then.

Sincerely,
Josie

Tomorrow.

Before I lay my head down to rest for the night, I just wanted to come on here and express how incredibly nervous I am about my meeting tomorrow with the psychiatrist.
I'm not nervous because I am expecting the worse, I'm nervous because I want it to go well and I'm afraid that this might be what I won't expect. This could go one of two ways, really.
A) It could go really well and what I won't expect is a huge amount of relief and the proper care needed to suit my level of anxiety.
or B) It won't be what I expect because it won't all happen right away, which is what I really want.

I know this is all a progress and I know that not everything can happen in one day. I am a very impatient person and I worry that all of this work is going to be nothing but a bunch or words; advice I have already read about in books. I'm worried that it will only become the situation: "It's not like it's something I haven't seen/heard before". Get my drift?

I can hardly sleep. I didn't sleep at all last night because I look forward to this so much. To have some weight lifted off my shoulders would be the indescribable. To have days where I would put everything behind me and not think the worse would be tremendous! I could cry tears of joy at the thought because every day has a been a heartbreak. I've struggled for so long and the only thing I desire is that one brief moment of release and peace of mind.

You have no idea how much all of this would mean to me. I cry every single day because I constantly fight this enemy inside of myself which I have dedicated to calling: "Half of something else".  I constantly battle with being happy and sad. My switch is always being flipped and I just want to remain neutral with myself. I want my loved ones to see my brighter side. This enemy that haunts me on a daily basis is not who I am meant to be, but because I fear of my actions and the reaction of others is what really halts it all.

So tell me, am I wrong for being worried? Does it make me a bad person because I know what's wrong with me and I don't know how to help myself? I shouldn't be ashamed, but yet I am. This is really hard for me. All I want is something.

I really am trying to focus on the better part of this experience and that is getting the help I need and deserve. I don't want to deal with the conflict negativity brings. I want to start over and I want to feel it. This is my moment and I know that just as much as everyone else out there, their moment is coming as well....this is just the beginning. If I have to fight myself, I will make sure that this journey starts out with great positivity. There is a light somewhere at the end of this tunnel. I don't just want to see that light, I want to walk out of that tunnel and feel the essence of the real (happier) world.

Tell me, what would be your biggest relief after dealing with a battle within yourself?

Sincerely,
Josie

Review: Dr. Scholl's For Her High Heel Insoles

I have really huge feet and I don't know what it is with these girls with small tootsies, wearing high heels like it's their primary shoe...well, I am a girl with size 11 feet and let me tell ya, I wear heels for more than an hour and a half and I'm screaming!
Luckily there's many methods out there that help women who have problems with wearing heels due to discomfort. There's insoles, blister pads, blister balm, etc...there's so many, but 9 times out of 10 it's usually a fail. I like to think that because of the arch of my foot and the balls of my feet, I put a lot of pressure on those main areas so therefore it creates discomfort for me when I try to wear heels (especially if I haven't broken them in).

In my Sun Kissed Influenster box, I was lucky enough to try out a new product from Dr. Scholl's line of inserts for women and these ones were specifically for high heels! I was very excited about this because the thickness of the insole; how cushiony it is and everything, I was optimistic that these could possibly work out!
When I wear high heels (or should I say buy),  I don't mess around. I like to buy the platform or the stiletto types and those are definitely not as comfortable as they sound. I have to have them though because I am a massive shoe hoarder! Ha! So to get these insole specifically for these types of heels, I definitely put them in one of my favorite pairs and gave it a test run.

(These are the babies I decided to test the soles on..cute, right?)

The first 30 mins:

My feet feel really nice, like their comforted by a gel pillow and I don't feel any major discomfort in my arch or on the balls of my feet. I love how there's pads specifically located for those areas and the squishy sensation makes it easier to walk. I think this may be the solution for my high heel woes!

Hour 1:

My arch and balls of my feet are still feeling supported, but the heel is starting to become tender...maybe this is a sign that my feet are getting used to it? I have no clue. I'm still able to walk around normally, but I am also noticing that my feet are getting a little sweaty and maybe that has something to do with me being a naturally warm person...Nonetheless, this is pretty awesome!

Hour 2:

Now I am starting to get really irritated with my heel, it's starting to become unbearable because there's so much pressure being pressed upon it...Maybe I use more heel pressure than I do with the arch and balls of my feet, hm... I am starting to get a blister on my achilles and that is due to the shoe rubbing on it. I'll have to get a separate insole for that and possibly an extra support for my heel.

All in all, I really love this insole, but I feel that it's not meant for me when I am wearing stilettos or platforms; possibly a better fit for shorter heels less than 6 inches. I definitely like how cushiony it is and how I can still move with ease and not feel like my shoe is being massively stuffed. There's still a lot of comfort in the heel, but like I said, I don't think it's meant for 6 inch heels. The blister part was totally all shoe and they do make gel inserts for that part of the shoe....I just wish the there was more support for the heel...if the heel pad on the insole wasn't so firm, it would make a hell of a difference...think pillowy clouds! Yes....

I am really grateful that I had a chance to try this product out. I can never be down when I have an insole to put in my shoes; they're amazing for foot support, especially if you're on your toes all day and I'm talking about just inserts in general.

Maybe once I break in the heels, it might make a difference and then I will give it more of a go.

Do you have any great foot comfort tips to help make wearing heels with ease? Share with me please!

Sincerely,

Josie

Half Of Something Else: a Prelude to Anxiety

Anxiety is a terrible thing to go through. I have been struggling with it well over 15 years. That's a long time considering that I've been struggling with anxiety since I was about 8 years old, which in my eyes is something 8 year olds shouldn't have to deal with. But that's my reality.
I remember the first time I discovered a panic attack; the worst feeling ever. I couldn't breathe, I could barely sleep, and worst of all...I strayed away from people so much because I was worried constantly how I would act and how others would react towards my behavior and I.

Anxiety is broken up into many categories, the only thing that sets apart each stem of anxiety is the severity of it. Another point I should mention is how it correlates with depression. See, for the longest time, I thought I had depression. Sure, I was always depressed and I stayed away from reality like it was the plague...call it "emo" if you will, but I found it to be the only disorder I could connect with until recent realization.
Depression and anxiety go hand in hand if you think about it; you get so worked up until it completely numbs you into complete nothingness. All these worries of the world and other thoughts lingering inside your head can really bring you down, which is why a lot of people mistake anxiety for depression. Now that I look back on it, I don't get how that can be overlooked. This is why I am sharing my story.

This coming weds, I am going in to talk to a psychiatrist about my anxiety. For the past 15 years of dealing with it, I believe it's time I actually do something so I don't have to be this other person; half of something else. My behavior has been completely out of control. I haven't been myself lately and many people whom I'm close to are starting to notice...and so I start to panic.

Getting help doesn't mean I am weak and it doesn't mean I am psycho; I just need help to control something I can't do alone. Everyone should realize this and not be afraid to focus on that direction and that is getting better. I had spent at least 8 out of my 15 year battle debating over medication. I have tried herbal remedies which have only been found to be a placebo. In actuality, a lot of our psychological problems can be fixed by the whole "placebo-effect", yet sometimes that isn't enough which is my case. Turning towards "professional medication" route seems idealistic for my case. Just because I am telling an experience from my case doesn't mean it's going to have the same outcome for you. The most important thing to do is get evaluated by a professional. This is the only way you will know for certain.

No one should ever have to experience worry, doubt, fear, etc. Anxiety is a bitch and it can be dealt with easier. Open all options and consider what is best for you. I wish you all whom are struggling the greatest of chances finding hope,

How do you deal with depression/anxiety and what are some of your favorite self-help books that have eased some of the edge? I personally love to read self-help books, so I am asking you!

sincerely,
Josie

P.S. This is just a short introduction to my belief on my condition. I am writing a book called "Half of something else" which I hope to release sometime next spring.

Battle of the Bug.

There's been something going around work...some kind of virus and I was fortunate enough to catch it. I've been bed-ridden for the past two days, missing work, and deal with a high temp while the outside temp has been hot as well.

I feel stupid terrible about the missing work part...ugh, you have no idea. Unlike some people out there, I actually care about my job. Sure, some days I may not like it...in the end, it's a job and it helps pay for my expenses. 

Today was a lot better than yesterday. I don't have as high of a fever, my head is slowly easing away from a headache, and thankfully, my stomach isn't in a huge knot. I think things are looking up and yes, I am going to work tomorrow.

I am so thankful for my boyfriend for checking on me as well as my mother. I am thankful that this virus didn't turn into anything serious. Most of all...I am thankful that I can eat something without the urge of throwing it up. Life is definitely a lot better.

Dealing with a sickness is tough. I wish I didn't get sick. I wish I could have erased yesterday and stuck it out, but it would have ended badly either way. However, tomorrow is another day and I will make it brand new.

How do you deal with an illness?

Sincerely,

Josie

Missing my other half.

Usually I refrain from being too mushy, but right now I am really missing my cuddling partner, my love; boyfriend. 

Being away from him is hard and we see each other every other week, which is great and I love that we have days together. I just don't like the days as much when we are apart...

When you're in a relationship, it's important to have distance. Too much interaction physically can become straining and I know this first hand from previous relationships. I have to say though, this is the best relationship I've had ever and I love how sweet everything is and how much fun we have together. For now I just focus on the things I love about him and the things we do together to keep me through the week until we can see each other. 

It's important to remember to focus on the happiest moments in a relationship, especially with long distance ones. If you keep thinking about the sad parts like when you say goodbye at the end of a phone call or when you leave until the next time you see them, it will only make things harder. Think happy.

When you're in love, it should always be happy and beautiful. Hopefully this inspires you to think a little differently when you're apart from your loved one.

Sincerely,

Josie

Marilyn Manson and the Bible.

Well, this past tuesday, I went to a Marilyn Manson concert. Let me tell ya, this is not the first time I have experienced one of his shows and if you've ever seen Manson, then you know exactly what goes down.

To mention the obvious matter, it was one hell of a crazy show! I think last year didn't even compare to this year. Manson always impresses me and surprisingly he didn't do the same ole thing as last year (minus a few rituals which he does at every show).

Marilyn Manson is one of those people that you either like or hate. I personally like him and what he represents, though I know that can be taken ass backwards. Usually Manson has a lot of haters and many groups are dedicated to bringing him down and his message. I say he speaks loud volumes and cares a lot for the general public, but some people are so blinded by his persona that they completely disregard his message. AND that is what I really hate about some people.

Everyone (at least I would hope) knows who Marilyn Manson is. No one can be completely unaware of him. Chances are, if you follow a huge religious group then you're probably preached about how he "praises Satan" and does "human sacrifices" at his shows...oh and the whole ordeal about having rib removal surgery to suck his own dick; all of which are completely flawed facts. Manson may have some infatuation with religion; the devil included, but he doesn't push it upon anyone to look away from the matter and he certainly doesn't do sacrificial rituals, otherwise it would be top news as he is a very notorious figure.

If you want to get to know Manson on a more personal level, I encourage you to read his novel: "The Long Hard Road Out Of Hell". This is an amazing read whether you'll believe what he says or not. This guy had one hell of a twisted life and he isn't discreet at all about it. Manson laid out an official list of myths that he is best known for and even I was surprised by half of the things stated. His novel really goes to show how small minded people can be.

(buy it here or if you're that cheap, rent it from your local library)

Now the concert was phenomenal and as I have stated and always will, he never disappoints. Sure, he comes out with knives and pretends to threaten to stab, but fear not, he really doesn't harm anyone. Basically, a lot of his shock is purely for performance reasons and it goes along with whatever song he's going to sing. By the way...his costumes are wonderful. You can tell Manson really puts a lot of thought into what he does. Okay, so if you've ever heard the rumor about Manson ripping up bibles at his shows; that is actually a fact. If you go to any Manson concert, he starts out the song "Anti-Christ Superstar" (or at least that's the song he sang for the bible ripping) where he stands at a podium and then he takes out a bible, pages through it, and then rips it and throws it into the crowd. These bibles are a once in a lifetime chance to catch when he throws them out and he only throws one. I am ecstatic to announce that I caught the one he threw out at Tuesday's show.

Before you go all crazy on me and ask: "Well, why would you want to own something like that? You're gonna go to hell for it!" I am a Manson fan and I don't have any religious belief. I grew up in a home of faith, but I was fortunate enough to be raised without it shoved down my throat. To state an important value, since I don't have that belief in my life, I find no harm in owning memorabilia that has been semi-mutilated. Sure, it's a religious form of figure, but to me it's just a book that has no purpose in my life other than it being nostalgia later on in life. It's a piece of memory that I will hold onto dearly.

And here is my best friend Tearran and I with the bible that Manson threw.

How I got the bible in my possession is a story of its own. It was near the very end of the show and everyone thought that he was done, by this time I was heading out of the pit. I was covered in confetti like I had just been raped by Martha Stewart's craft closet and then out of nowhere the podium shows and he starts out Anti-Christ Superstar. I decided to stay back where I was since I figured this was just an encore. There was a couple behind me, drunk and shouting something so I turned to look and then I get smacked in the head. "What the fuck was that?" I said to myself and then I look down....there was the bible! I snatched it up and held it my shaking hands; I couldn't believe it! This is a once in a lifetime chance to catch one of Manson's shredded bibles! This was a beautiful moment which I couldn't wait to share with Tearran. Needless to say, we were both extremely ecstatic! I had people coming up to me asking to touch it with a bribe of $20-40! I had pictures taken and jealous looks. I felt good. I couldn't believe that no one tried to tear it away from me...however, I did get some offers for me to give it away, but I just couldn't part with it.

And So that is the story of my Marilyn Manson experience and how I caught one of his bibles. I won't ever forget that night and I hope some of you will be open-minded enough to experience it for yourself. All I can say that at a Manson concert, you will get to know people really fast...lol. I would mention the opening act for Manson, but I don't even remember the name. To be fair, I wasn't all into them as I was there to see Manson. The opening band wasn't really impressive at all and the chick singer threw me off too much. Not much to mention to say the least.

Have you ever been to a Marilyn Manson show? Share your experience!

Sincerely,
Josie

Geekin' out.

This is the start to my week. I am with my boyfriend and we are playing "Relic" for the first time together since he bought the game. I kinda kick ass at this game right now, but only because I have a pretty badass character. Will I defeat my boyfriend and our 2 other friends at this game?

To be continued...

Sincerely,

Josie