amanda, don't read this.* ha ha ha, i'm so smart. i'd like to get another tattoo, see. but they cost money. problem. but i am thinking i need to start using the internet and all its perverts to my advantage. people are into feet. people are into morbidly obese women. people are into furries. people are into paris hilton, for crissake.
there has to be someone out there into girls getting tattoos. all i gotta do is say, "you pay for it, i'll take pictures of me getting it." end of deal. actually, there are probably plenty of free pics out there of that.. so hopefully the person paying would have a secondary fetish.. say, girls wearing spiderman masks or something. that way, i could get a tattoo while wearing a spiderman mask and it would be free!
i admit, i had this idea originally when i realized $25 pedicures were too expensive for me to indulge in, as much as i may love them. all i had to do was take pictures of my feet afterwards and SOME weirdo out there would pay for the pedicure! right? this is maybe a business idea! set needy girls up with the fetishists of their requirements. whatcha think? :D *this note was added because apparently my niece read this site the other day and got all mad at me and said she was never reading my blog again. why? that posting i had from craigslist, remember? she thought I was writing that and reported to my sister that, "Stacey likes porn and doesn't even care who knows about it." IT WAS THE GUY FROM CRAIGSLIST SAYING ALL THAT, NOT ME! c'mon amanda! (i would add a really funny but improper joke here, but knowing my luck amanda would check this and then have to report to my family that i.. well, you know where i'm going with this. :)
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"