i think i’m done for now.

Filed under: General — elysse 1/31/2006 @ 7:19 pm

new things:

*shoutbox, realtime (apparently unless you’re using ie), anonymous or logged.

*messenger status indicators click the messenger client icon of your choice to message me if you see me online

*navigation has been moved above the webcam, so that people coming in looking specifically for the image gallery don’t have to dig.

*contact form has been implemented, is now in the nav menu.

*webcam’s image quality has been improved, as well as refresh time (from 15 down to 10 seconds)

*many rants which were long buried in the old site layout have been cleaned up and added to the rants page. i haven’t as yet read them all, but i know most of them are from around ‘98-99.

new goodness ahoy!

Filed under: General — elysse @ 2:16 pm

i’m slowly adding little tweaks to the sidebar, you may have already noticed the shoutbox. yes, it’s mostly realtime, and yes if you log in you can post as you without having to fool with names…

and yes, you can be anonymous as well…. and yes, i will recieve them (in theory) because not only do i check my site every time i open a browser, but i’m also the shoutbox admin… so don’t piss me off, either! :-D

i’m also working on possible polling (for what, i don’t know), i’ve already added status indicators under my webcam picture so you can supposedly click on it and talk to me by whatever chat client you like… but it looks like yahoo’s avatar is having fits. rule of thumb: if the aol avatar is up, i’m on yahoo as well. i use adiumX.

next to come, i hope, is better coppermine integration…. it gave me such fits last time i may just not touch it, but who knows? i’m curious enough that i may just break it and bring it back better. woo!

pray to end the strife.

Filed under: General — elysse 1/23/2006 @ 11:24 pm

those people are on television again. those people who think they are somehow holy.

i’m talking about pro-life activists.

i think what gets my goat about pro-lifers is not their zeal, but their distinct disregard for the concept of the American Dream, nay, humanity. they all have this look in their eyes, which, on any other person in any other situation, would actually be a symptom of a mental disorder. let’s dig into this.

in my opinion, no-one should be debating Roe v Wade, or women’s reproductive rights in general unless they meet one of two qualifications:

a)a woman, preferably a mother who knows what it means to be poor.

b)a man who can physically birth babies.

i don’t mean this in a sexist way at all. men’s opinions on what women do with their bodies should not matter when it comes to legislation. women don’t legislate against vasectomies (hey, it’s still killing babies, depending on how far you want to go). nevertheless, here we have an almost male cast leading the pro-lifers in the state and national senates. have any of these men been pregnant? probably not. have any of the female senators who are pro-life ever been poor, or unable to access even birth control? i doubt it. how about rape? you think they’ve ever been raped and pregnant, and then denied EC because of someone else’s belief that they should carry the seed? yeah, i doubt that too. but they all (and the courts) make the choices for all of us.

i’m of the mind that if you don’t like abortion, don’t get one. people who are trying to prevent abortion in all cases typically use god as their reason for their… (lack of better word) crusade. from an abstract point of view that sounds to me like one religion trying to push their way into a secular government. on a more tangible sense: what do they think about miscarriages? that would be an abortion from god, wouldn’t it?

and for that matter, have you noticed what a big stink they raise about the unborn child, yet once the child is born they don’t give a flying fuck about it or the mother? that doesn’t sound much like pro-life to me. and for the record, i think that any guy pushing a pro-life agenda on a woman who is considering abortion is trying to make himself feel bigger and badder by bullying. sure, you can’t control who she fucks, but you can make sure that man’s seed propagates, right? that’ll teach the slut. no prenatal or postnatal care, no (as of now, anyway) real programs for the new family to better themselves…. oh, and let’s not forget the social stigma that these very people who would kill a doctor to save a fetus have about illegitimate children. oh, how about poor illegitimate children… they don’t give a shit, they just want the woman to suffer… and for some reason they think that an abortion is going to be some lightly made choice. every month, yes? yeah, forget The Pill, i’ll just have an abortion. wrong, assholes. even the most maladjusted woman understands what she’s doing, and if she’s made that decision, it’s not been easy.

or maybe it’s something else. maybe these people all live in some kindof whitewashed fantasy world. Sad? Have a Baby! i sometimes wish i could turn my own brain off and live like the 50’s housewife they would have me be: pregnant, 3 kids already, barefoot and in the kitchen making them a sandwich. “oh, he doesn’t let me think for myself, HAHAHAHAH….”

too bad i think, though.

but i also put my money where my mouth is. i fought long and hard to get my girls, fertility treatments, no less. i get what i get. but if i were to find out today that i was pregnant, you could bet dollars to doughnuts that i’d be getting in contact with my nearest Planned Parenthood about getting out of that situation. why? i realize that i am not currently mentally (or even physically, really..) prepared to have another child. to raise another child. in my opinion, 2 well-mannered, well adjusted children with 1 secret i bring to my grave is a hell of a lot better than 3 children with no adaptability or ability to fend for themselves because their mother was too fucked in the head to raise them right. as far as i’m concerned, the world needs less fucked up people, not more. do you know what it’s like to not be loved? to not be blood-relation and therefore crap? do you know what it feels like to be shunned when you’re not a baby anymore? i do, and i don’t wish that on anyone.

in closing, i’d like to say: fuck pro-lifers, they live in a fantasyworld with happy bunnies and blue skies where everyone’s loved. we live in the Real World. we make choices, and we live with them.

..and that’s how i roll.

requiem.

Filed under: General — elysse 1/18/2006 @ 8:01 pm


a good friend has left me today. it has been in almost every photoshoot i have done. jade. it’s been on me so long even scott forgot it was even there. it was a part of me. so much for the permanence of stone. 5-6 years gone, and now it is too.

Filed under: General — elysse 1/13/2006 @ 1:35 pm

i drove myself almost to tears today in my closet.

i realized that i hadn’t tried to wear a skirt for anything other than family occasions (or shoots) for a very long time. of course, my rational mind keeps chiding me: i know better than to try to do something like this when i’m on The Rag and effectively hormonal. tonight is the night that i go to marikka’s and hang with the usual suspects, and i know i’ll be drinking, and people around me will to… but while i don’t have such great self esteem, i know how beer goggles work, and i don’t want any, er…. unexpected action because i’m wearing a skirt.

so there i sat, in my closet, milling through my skirts. i found that i have either:

a) the kind i wear to family gatherings, the kind that don’t make me feel particularly good but i look feminine enough in a puritanical sort of way, or

b) the dresses and skirts i wear for photoshoots, which have a high probability for unwanted attention, because that’s why i bought them.

i went through about 4 different combinations before i said “the hell with this..” and picked a plain black dress and a black cardigan with embroidery (my favorite grey sweater being effectively out of the game because it’s very threadbare. mission accomplished. why is it so hard for me to wear a skirt? why, if i want for no other reason than variety (and the ability to, shall we say, “air out”) do i drive myself to near fitful frustration over such a simple thing that other women do all the time without even a blink?

sure, this dress may be short, and it may show off the tit meat, but i’m going to wear my shin-high steel-toed doc martens to avoid any…..drunken confrontations. or it may so happen that i will find a skirt i agree with enough to wear after all. it’s ok, i still have about 5 hours to figure it out.

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