April 2013
“Drawing with a mouse is like giving a handjob with your feet.”
—Squeasel
Sometimes, when I'm alone in the dark with only wine and music and someone else's cat as my company, I still believe in you.
Thank you. Sincerely. <3
Awww come on now, who invited the facebook intervention squad?! What. a. buzzkil.
No, but honestly, who even knew there “We are gathered here today because we care about you and are worried about the choices you’re making, now stop being drugs and scrub that #YOLOSWAGLOL marker off your- wait seriously that’s permanent?! Ah fuck! Really?! This is a lost cause, com- no, no, you’re right, we’re here to show solidarity in our concern, I shouldn’t have strayed from the script. Ahem *cough* We are gathered here today….” report button on facebook?! I sure didn’t until just now. Anyway I guess there is because I was greeted with *this* when I plugged in this morning-
“Hi,
You’re receiving this message because a friend is concerned about
something you posted on Facebook. Facebook is working with the the
Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) to
provide resources and support for those who may be struggling with
substance abuse.
You can contact the SAMHSA’s National Helpline at 1-800-662-HELP
(4357) or 1-800-487-4889 (TDD), where help is available 24 hours a
day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. The Helpline provides free and
confidential information and treatment referrals, in English and
Spanish.
SAMHSA also offers a Treatment Facility Locator
(http://findtreatment.samhsa.gov/), which provides a comprehensive
listing of drug and alcohol treatment programs across the United
States.
To learn more about SAMHSA, please visit http://www.samhsa.gov/.
You can also find support through resources like Alcoholics
Anonymous, Narcotics Anonymous, and Psychology Today’s online listing
of counselors and therapists.
Note that we provide these resources whenever this type of content is
reported to us.
Thanks,
The Facebook Team”
-and was slightly taken aback and then a bit tickled with an itsy bit of touched. I suppose I’m not angry like I would be at a grown up real in person intervention (which would inevitably end with throat punching and inexplicable genital exposure) and I know it probably comes from a place of concern and I’m not unappreciative of that.
So I suppose thank you and (sort of, not really, but kinda) sorry to have worried you to whoever, if that’s the case.
*But* I would like to take this opportunity to state that my occasional exhibitionist-tinged pictorial insights I share with all of you *ARE NOT* some sort of cry for help/attention. (at least not any more than any and all of us are desperately seeking attention and validation from the internet because of whatever horrible *insert trauma here* that led us as a society to actually want/crave/use/not kill ourselves out of frustration when faced with the sheer stupidity of, facebook and social media in general. Regardless of my stability/mood/mental state/current position in my descending downward spiral of drug addiction and self destruction/actually doing surprisingly ok sometimes, I only post things like shooting up self portraits because I think that despite the “ugly” nature of the subject matter, it can sometimes be really pretty. Beauty in decay and all that cliche goth shit. Or maybe I just wear “junkie” really well and am a huge narcissist. Either way, now you know and knowing is half the battle. (The other half is probably not bothering with the aforementioned button again)
themonsterintheglass said: Your reviewing style makes me smile, and yet the review itself makes me so very sad. I was looking forward to that film.
I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but seriously, it’s awful. I wasn’t really expecting any better, but one can hope.
Holy terrible movie so bad even heroin couldn't make that hour and a half or so anything even resembling enjoyable, batman!
Seriously, FUCK that newish Oz film. All atrocious acting, repugnant CGI, dialogue that makes Vogon poetry seem like a reasonable alternative, Zachary Braff EVER, and enough Sam Rami “subtlety” skullfucking you while forcing you to watch Army of Darkness through your tears (just to give you a reference point to really remind how hard he must be trying to be this awful nowadays), aside, FUCK that Thomas Edison’s cock worship espousing bollocks. Jesus, the movie would have still been unwatchable (pretty much for the aforementioned reasons), but if you had at least thrown Tesla in there instead (and maybe given David Bowie a cameo again, a la The Prestige) I would have at least had something to wank to.
