Drugs and their Perscribers

Living in America is a wonderful thing...


I had a customer come in and tell me a wonderfully amazing story of how she met a man in Africa who gave a tribe a supplement to help keep them healthy, while all the other surrounding tribes fell sadly to AIDS over the course of months, his tribe was alive and well, for the next five years. What was this wonderful supplement?

I had the same customer tell me that when she asked her doctor of this wonderful supplement, he said that yes, he and his wife both take it. When she asked why she was never told of this "miracle" drug, he responded with; "I am not allowed to."

Being as that doctors are backed by the pharmaceutical companies, and let's face it, that's where the money comes from, why would doctors tell people about natural remedies for things that can help their condition? People would never come back to their doctors for things such silly things.

Yes the Internet as made it possible for people to do all their own research on things, but we all know that the Internet can and is all bullshit for the most part, but would you rather spend $15.99 on a supplement that has been used for thousands of years by the Chinese or south Americans where they get their foods from all natural sources, or do you want something that comes from out of a lab that can cost thousands of dollars (given, worst case scenario).

I once heard my friend say, dude... I'll never touch crack because that shit is man-made... I'll only do the shit that comes from the earth.... well this is the same theory, I guess.


P.S. The supplement is %^&*%^&$. Hey, I don't want to lose my job.

update

they broke up.

like almost immediatly after that blog.


i rule.



& i like her new boyfriend so much more. hah.

Get a Few Drinks in Ya....

Stephanie's mission is to build up my alcohol tolerance before my 21st birthday in T-MINUS 12 DAYS!

The other night I had two beers and felt a little tipsy. Tonight I haven't even had a beer and I've already loosened my collar enough to make a fool out of myself in front of her (boyfriend???) who lives like 5000 miles away...

not really. more like 400 but who's counting?

Boys need to get something through their thick skulls: when you are dating a girl... long distance relationship, and you get a chance to talk to her new best friend on the phone, you don't say nothing, listening to her talk and pretend to be zoning out the entire time. Saying things like...

uhh... okay and K
and things like WOW you use big words, like ones that I can't even pronounce

DOES NOT MAKE YOU LOOK GOOD....

& also,
don't be bitchy to your girlfriend....

I can pass judgements on your ass and then... hello guess who gets DUMPED... like Yesterday's Dog crap!?

-who keeps their dog crap for 24 hours anyway?

I'm not saying I have any power over who she dates, I'm just saying, I'm the one that has to talk to her about you and her relationship with you, so you better be smooth as a baby's fucking bottom, because the more I like you, the better advice I might be able to give on your long distance relationship bullshit....


JUST A THOUGHT.

3:00AM - Sudden Rush of Pain.

There I was, nestled in my bed with thoughts of tomorrow nowhere near my conscienceness, probably drooling and snoring, when I am awaken with a horrible crashing feeling that something just stabbed me in the uterus. Holy Crap! What the hell was that?

As the top half of my body shot up like a rocket, my eyes probably welling with tears from the sudden pain, I look at what sits at the bottom of my belly, and see nothing, but Thor.

Thor, the cat
jumped
from the bookcase
onto me
in the most private of areas
to make me cry
why would my loving feline friend do such a thing?


that hurt charlie. that really hurt.

New Place

As some of you may know, I have recently moved to a new place with two of my best friends. Here are some new exciting developments that have come into play:

1. As it turns out, boys are more afraid of mice than girls. [@ least in this household.]
2. Unfortunately, girls are more afraid of spiders. [damn, that's 1:1]
3. Never hit the second switch... you never know what it might turn off.
4. Gravity does not always work in our favor. Point: Just because the toilet is upstairs does not mean the poo goes down. [& honestly, does gravity ever work in our favor?]
5. Cardboard boxes hide the mess better than taking the crap out of the box.
6. Garbage tends to pile up when you realize that you have to pay for someone to pick it up for you.
7. Our priorities are in check. Internet was installed first before we bought our first gallon of milk.
8. Cats are hard to find when you are trying to keep them a secret from the landlord.
9. When the ad says "W/D Hookup" and then the place actually comes with a washer and dryer- there is a reason why the previous owners left them here.
10. Bringing cats from a completely carpeted apartment to a completely wood-floored house is hilarious to watch [apparently for hours].
11. When someone moves out who already had a TV, make them take it, or else you wind up with too many damn TVs.
12. Never take the bedroom that's next to the kitchen. (One night my room smells like popcorn, the next: hot dogs. Tonight: Spaghetti, Sauce and Italian Bread.)
13. Backyards are only nice when you have something to put on them.... besides a lawn mower.

A Whole Lotta Poems & Me.

I researched these poems and added a few lines, edited them and deleted a lot to make it my own. It took me several hours and gave it to a friend who was having a hard time dealing with his life. It descirbes who he used to be, and today I felt these words necessary again.

Edited poems by Andre Maurois, Sir Winston Churchill, Carlos Castaneda, and Helen Keller.Edited, Contributed, and Closed by Caitlin Mauger

Often we allow ourselves to be upset by small things that we should forget about at once.
Perhaps someone we helped has proven ungrateful,
Someone that we believed to be a friend, has spoken ill of us,
Some regard we thought we deserved, was denied to us.
We feel such disappointment so strongly,
That we can no longer work, or even sleep.
We loose many irreplaceable hours in brooding our grievances that in a years time,
Will be forgotten by us, and everyone else.
Let us devote our lives to worthwhile feelings and actions,
To great thoughts,
Real affections,
And enduring actions for others.
Life is too short to be little.
We choose how we should live;
Courageously or in cowardice,
Honorably or dishonorably,
With purpose, or in a drift.
We decide what is important,
And what is trivial in life.
We decide what makes us significant.
It’s either what we do, or refuse to do.
We decide, we choose.
And we decide and we choose,
So our lives are formed.
We either make ourselves miserable,
Or we make ourselves strong.
The amount of work is the same.
Life is either a daring adventure,
Or nothing.
When we do the best that we can,
We never know what miracle is wrought in our life,
Or in the life of another.
Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow.
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.
No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars,
Or sailed to an uncharted land,
Or opened a new heaven to the human spirit.
In the long run, pessimist may be proven right,
But the optimist has a better time on the trip.
An attitude of quality over quantity works only if you truly believe it.
But when the preacher of these words,
Spends his time in a quality that he does not approve,
And wouldn’t mind cutting his time here,
With his friends and family, a little short,
Not only is he fooling the crowd,
He is hurting himself.
A pessimist is someone who feels bad, when he feels good.
For FEAR he will feel worse when he feels better.
An optimist, looks at an oyster and expects to find a pearl,
A pessimist looks at an oyster and expects to ptomaine poisoning.
A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity,
An optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.
Pessimists have no starters,
Optimists have no brakes.
An optimist laughs to forget,
The pessimist forgets to laugh.

Just when I was getting used to today, it became tomorrow.
Just when I had the confidence in you, I realized,
Confidence is what you have,
when you don’t really understand the situation.
I think that the life cycle is all backwards.
You should die first, to get it out of the way.
You should live twenty years in an old age home.
You should get kicked out when you become too young.
You should get a gold watch, and go to work.
You should work forty years until your young enough to enjoy retirement.
You should go to college, until your ready for highschool.
You should go to grade school, and become a little kid.
You should have to play, have no responsibilities, and become a little baby.
You should go to the womb, and spend your last nine months floating.
And you should finish off as a gleam in somebody’s eye.

Life both starts and ends with love.
And if you let no love into your life,
Your life will never start, and never end.
Yes, someday you will die, but you will realize,
You never lived to begin with.
Decide and choose.
Decide and choose which life to live, which path to take.
Wanting to die young is not a crime,
But make your youth worth living for.
Make the best of yours,
C.J.

old graphics

if you have ever kept a portfolio, you might know what I'm talking about here.

i was searching through some of my old graphics, trying to re-discover my love for them when I found this Reese Witherspoon graphic I made years ago. Honestly, it was made Sunday, June 1st, 2003, 6:14:15 AM. (for any of you who know your much older than me but don't like to realize how much older you are... you might want to skip the next line...) It shows you how bored I was my FRESHMAN year of high school. (Sorry for putting that in caps, I don't know what came over me!) Anyway, I found it... and I wanted to make this graphic again! I wish I was there again to figure out how I got to that point. I haven't made a graphic like this in so long... and making those posters for work made me realize HOW out of touch I am with my photoshop skills. I enjoy making graphics, but I'm sick of making graphics of celebrities. I want to advertise products now, which is why I had so much fun making the posters for the book.

From Freshman - Junior year of high school I had an online magazine called Watermark. My e-mailing list was over 7,000 teenagers long. They would send in requests of certain celebs and I would make it for them. It was a way of building my portfolio, talking to other graphic designers my age, and learning new tricks. However, now I find my portfolio has 400 celebrities, one book, and three movies. Boring.

I'm going to try to broaden my horizons, so if you have any ideas... comment!

Thanks,

Caitlin