Saturday, August 29, 2009

A Tale Of Caution

Amy (4:16:12 AM): oh my god
Amy (4:16:18 AM): my ipod
Amy (4:16:20 AM): something
Amy (4:16:25 AM): something horrible happened
Shane (4:16:33 AM): oh no
Amy(4:16:55 AM): this is nooo good
Amy (4:17:02 AM): hahah
Amy (4:18:21 AM): my computer says
Amy (4:19:01 AM): go to the summary tab in ipod prefences and click restore this ipod ot factory settings
Shane (4:19:07 AM): do that
Amy (4:19:13 AM): how?
Amy (4:19:14 AM): HOW
Shane (4:19:20 AM): can you see your ipod in itunes
Shane (4:20:11 AM): go to the summary tab
Shane (4:20:14 AM): and click restore
Amy (4:20:34 AM): ok
Amy (4:20:37 AM): im doing that
Amy (4:20:46 AM): it mentioned something about erasing all of my data
Amy(4:20:57 AM): is it gonna erase all my data?

Amy (4:24:31 AM): i cant believe this
Amy (4:24:34 AM): nothing
Amy (4:24:38 AM): there is nothing on my ipod
"Shane" (4:24:39 AM): wut
"Shane" (4:24:46 AM): yout riee the ripper
Amy (4:24:52 AM): i cnat steal somethign that not there
"Shane" (4:24:59 AM): you tried the ripper.
"Shane" (4:25:04 AM): did you try the ripper.
"Shane" (4:25:13 AM): because dont talk like you know waht youre talking about
"Shane" (4:25:26 AM): you ipod didnt just erase itself
"Shane" (4:25:31 AM): its just corrupted
Amy (4:25:35 AM): i just told it to
Amyz (4:25:38 AM): you tld me to
"Shane" (4:25:44 AM): did you say YES?
Amy (4:25:48 AM): YES
"Shane" (4:25:50 AM): why the fuck did you do that??
"Shane" (4:26:01 AM): why would you ask me about the erasing music thing after the fact??
"Shane" (4:26:03 AM): ohhh ammmyyyy
Amy (4:26:07 AM): what
Amy (4:26:10 AM): what happened
Amy (4:26:15 AM): you told me to
Amy (4:26:44 AM): oh my god
"Shane" (4:26:48 AM): you fucked up
Amy (4:26:57 AM): you fucked up my ipod
"Shane" (4:27:01 AM): hahahah fuck you

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Nude, but not


last night i thought i got struck by lightning.


Monday, August 24, 2009

Sunday, August 23, 2009


"Tweens are also a retailer's dream: consumers with a seemingly insatiable desire for the latest in everything, from Old Navy cargo pants to Limp Bizkit CDs. But to parents and teachers, they can also be a nightmare, aping the hair, clothes and makeup of celebrities twice their age while still throwing tantrums worthy of a 2-year-old."

". It was only the latest in a lifetime of anxieties. As little kids, tweens worried about being abducted by strangers and having their pictures ending up on milk cartons. Before they'd even been on a date, they'd heard all about AIDS."

"Not yet teens, but not quite kids, the 27 million tweens have huge market potential, and their idols have the shelf life of cotton candy. From "tha bomb" (coolest) to "played" (totally over)"

"Allie Terese Baron-Phillips, 10, of Tarzana, Calif., regularly tells her mother, Brenda Phillips, all the things she's worried about: homelessness, her nightly three hours of homework, the kids in her class who are already pairing off. "My life is really hectic right now," she says. "I'm already doing what some people in the 1800s weren't doing until they were full-grown adults. I get up at 6:30 every morning, go to school and have to rush through all my classes, come home and work on my homework, go to ice-skating lessons, watch a little TV, talk on the phone, do more homework and practice my violin. If I'm lucky, I get to sleep by 11. And then the entire ordeal starts again."

"The wrath of the tween is cruel and quick. Already in the cheapo CD bin: the brothers Hanson and sisters Spice."

Glamour Shots For Dogs

It's All Coming Together

Friday, August 21, 2009

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009