Monthly Archive for June, 2005

Half-Nekkid Thursday in Pink!

Published on June 30, 2005 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

Osbasso is responsible for this nekkid-ness. If YOU wanna join in on the Half-Nekkid Thursday (pink is optional) fun click here!!

This is my brand new super rad Calvin Klein bra. I got matching undies too. I have always had a thing for Calvin Klein underwear, not the clothes; I don�t like the clothes, just the underwear.
32C’s as mentioned are hard to find so when I find ones I like I am just going to buy them!!
I had a gift certificate left over from my birthday so I got to go to The Bay and buy a good one not a piece of shit La Sensa one.

edit: for those of you wonderful readers that are new to my site…I scan myself as I don’t have a digital camera. There are lots of other scans throughout the blog (that are not necessarily of my boobs). Enjoy and thanks for reading!

I am lazy for other reasons!!

Published on June 29, 2005 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

Like a lot of other jerks on the internet I have totally gotten into reading PostSecret. I think it is a really awesome creative outlet. On the other hand I also realize that the post cards are not just secrets they are also opinions that the people writing obviously don’t feel comfortable sharing with those around them. I am a very open and honest person, I generally don’t keep secrets but I have learned the hard way on more than one occasion that people – most people do. I have always felt that I am pretty good at not judging people because I don’t like to be judged and I love to debate. I think that in order to be a good debater you really need to be able to see each situation or statement from both sides. Maybe this comes easy to me because I am a Gemini? But really I think it is because I hung out with this mega BITCH in high school. This chick was fucked. Say you were looking at a field of sheep and ALL the sheep were white but if she said they were pink sheep. Then they were pink sheep, hands down no discussion. From her I learned how to admit when I am wrong! And even though the little cunt popped two tires on my Honda Civic in twelfth grade – basically to let me know that no one ends a friendship with her!! I still thank her in many ways because the lessons I learned from her are priceless.

I have an opinion on this PostSecret card. Ok so I just searched through the whole page twice and I can not find it! It said something to the affect of this: I think that women who don’t wear makeup are lazy….(if anyone sees it please send me the link so I can add it)
Let me reiterate that I totally appreciate this person’s opinion. I just happen to have one of my own and I would like to share it. I think this entry must be from a woman but again I could be wrong.

I have never been a woman who wears (a lot of) makeup. And it is NOT because I think that I don’t need it. My face is completely covered in peach fuzz that I hate immensely and I have a fairly pinkie-red complexion along with some super nice burst blood vessels, one of them being directly under my right eye, and it is not small either. I can be super lazy in general but not about makeup. I don’t like the stuff. I can not stand how it feels on my face, I find that lipstick looks better on my teeth than on my lips and in most cases I think blush is for clowns. With that said. I am not going to start trying to convince you that I am ‘oh so natural’ and ‘so one with the earth’ and shit. I am a total consumer. I recycle but I am still a huge consumer. And when it comes to my appearance I am not natural but I am in no way lazy. I shave my legs and arm pits, I wax my eyebrows, I get Brazilian snapper waxes, I highlight my hair and I have three different pairs of prescription glasses and contacts. If I am wearing my contacts I will generally wear mascara. If I am wearing my glasses I wear nothing (I do wear clothes). Lip gloss doesn’t count, I get chapped lips man.

Times I will wear makeup are:
If I am going somewhere I have to dress super nice, say for a wedding or something. To job interviews. In the office place I will wear it until my probation period is over and then I quickly phase it out. I will also wear it if upper management is going to be around. Never have I ever viewed this as lazy. And I can’t help but admit I was shocked and awed by that postcard. I actually got mad and started ranting at Adam about it. I generally feel rather good about myself when I find myself out in groups (which is not very often as I don’t like in person people too much) and all the chicks around me are made up like clowns and there’s me with my mascara on. I accept the things about my face and skin that I don’t like and simply go with it…I prefer to present me and not a ridiculously overpriced mask that you can buy at MAC.

I wear my insecurities on my sleeve like a disease that no amount of makeup could ever cover.

I LOVE YOU BRITNEY NO MATTER WHAT

Published on June 28, 2005 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

Last night Adam and I were enjoying tearing apart mammoth creatures with fire and knives on our PS2. – Robert you were right, God of War rules and rocks ass hard man!! We are addicted, it is sapping our brains.

Adam and I always listen to music while we play; we turn most of the music and sound off on the games. We take turns picking from the play lists we build in the media player and as long as his don’t have too many Tom Waits songs on them, cause he makes me want to throw up and die, I do not generally complain too much. Last night we were listening to one of my play lists, I call TOMCAT. I do listen to some really good music, I know music, and I love music, but I will openly admit that I listen to some that is beyond bad. BEYOND BAD. My point is that during last nights death match Britney Spears ‘My Prerogative’ came on.

If you ask me this song speaks to her. She sees herself in it. Why else did she remake this song? She is obviously trying to speak directly to us, tell us how she feels… for real. But I really do not understand what the deal is with this particular song. It was crap when Bobby Brown did it and it is crap now. Let’s go through this shall we.

[Spoken:]
People can take everything away from you
But they can never take away your truth
But the question is..
Can you handle mine?

I think that Britney wrote this spoken part herself. My guess is that she was trying to make the song her own.

May I ask what was taken away from you? Was it your virginity BEFORE you got married? Brit you GAVE it to Justin remember. But thank you, once again for reminding us that you are a whore. Did Vegas ban you from getting married there ever again for as long as you live?
I could totally handle that.

Can we handle your truth? The answer is yes. We are all smrter than you anyway.

They say I’m crazy
I really don’t care
That’s my prerogative
They say I’m nasty
But I don’t give a damn
Getting boys is how I live

You are fucking crazy, you cheated on Justin Timberlake!! And Britney, I hate to break it to you but you are also very very nasty, you go into gas station bathrooms barefoot. Just because you married a no shirt no shoes loser does not mean you should behave like him. That last line also gives us a brief glimpse into the reason you got married to that other loser for a day or two. Thank you for that.

Some ask me questions
Why am I so real?

It’s the way that I wanna live (it’s my prerogative)
You can’t tell me what to do

why can’t I live my life
without all of the things
That people say

The rest of these lines are my favorites, the ones that really make me feel as if Britney is singing directly to me. Like she knows I used to dance around my bedroom and lip sink to Bobby Brown and that I had ALL of his albums. (LIES ALL LIES)

I constantly ask myself why am I so real too! The answer stems from science and reproduction. You are an example of what happens when you go to school with the Mickey Mouse Club. All I have left to say is that I don’t think anyone except the people that you pay to tell you what to do really care what you do. I simply enjoy what you do cause I love watching you make an ass of yourself. And I still hold out hope that you won’t get super fat and gross; that you won’t get divorced and remarried 16 times and that you end up way cooler than Madonna. You can already act better than her. Crossroads was the shit man. The shit.

Gators Lurking Dangerously

Published on June 27, 2005 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

Bottom line, I watch way way way way too much sports this time of year. You could even say I am bored watching Federer and Maria (oh maria) win in straight sets. (shit as I am writing this Federer may finally have to go to a 4th set) Straight sets are boring….like pars are in golf. BORING. I am ALMOST thankful that there was no hockey this year because the amount of sports that my body needs to ‘see’ to operate properly has grown outside of what I think ‘just a hockey season’ could provide. Plus the Canucks would of likely gotten kicked out by the Red Wings or by Colorado. (I hate the Red Wings…just the team not the PEOPLE who love them (except one person)….everyone should be respected for the hockey teams they love but making fun of people is ok) Colorado I love because they have Burnaby Joe and I love Forsberg and the team USED to be a Canadian team. Granted, I can’t love Colorado like I used to. I struggle with a very strong love/hate relationship because there is some – how do I say, friction between us and them now cause those jerks took out our captain and then our teams main liability Bertuzzi levelled Moore. (that will be a different post k?) All I will say is that I LOVE BERTUZZI!!!!!!! I have always been WELL aware of his being a liability to the Canucks but I have been in love with him since THE DAY he started to play here. I am NOT a band wagon Bertuzzi lover and take GRAND offence to those who think I may be. Sometimes I even sleep with my Bertuzzi bobblehead doll. But the sharp edges tend to cut me.

On Friday my Chris DiMarco Golf Club Cover arrived from Ebay in all of its Gator glory. I likely could of gotten these scans to look slightly better had I of treated it like a puppet but instead I left it covering my driver for the scan. Talk about awesome that DiMarco one of my very favourite golfers has a Gator for his personalized cover and gators are my ultimate favourite animal in the WHOLE WORLD. I wonder if DiMarco would be offended that whenever I am putting like a fuck face I always say ‘fuck, I am so putting like DiMarco today’? (yesterday I TOTALLY was)

I golfed Saturday and Sunday this weekend. On Saturday I had my best round EVER. I got a 69 par is 54. I got 7 pars! (in this case pars are not boring) When I first started to ‘get good’ I was still ‘cheating’ taking lots of mulligans, if I missed an easy par or bogey putt I would simply take it again with the RULE that if I got it in that time I would take the par or bogey score but if I still missed it I would take the alternate score. About two or three months ago I stopped doing this completely. I do not take ANY extra shots. I count ALL of my shots. At first playing HONEST was hard cause my scores obviously went up considerably, but Adam insisted I was making my play worse by cheating. He was totally right. I have so much more confidence now and feel so good about myself when I come off the course. I take total pride in my scores cause I see groups of asshole guys going off on how they ONLY come to the par three to work on their short game and laugh in the faces of people like me who take it seriously. To those assholes I say:…..go fuck yourself…everyone has to start somewhere and golf is golf no matter what fucking course you play it on! Because my short game is becoming super strong I will have way more confidence on longer courses and I can’t wait to get out there!!!