THE RULES 
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XOXO, Apnea
feast or famine 
The last week had some really horrible days...

It didn't start out all so bad, my head was a little stuffy, two of my favorite people Amy Fries and Corwin Prescott came into town after the other guests left, and we laughed and ate french toast together and Amy and I got to squeeze each other's boobs. Then it all went to hell after I fell asleep, that's when I woke up and had strep. It sucked but I wanted to just work through it, and at first it was okay, Amy even got some great photos of me looking sick in a really pretty way...


*hood by Vaunt Designs*

Then it just went downhill. They were great company but I was an awful hostess and couldn't get out of bed most of the time. I got up to shoot some onesies with Corwin, and he got some shots of me that look like they would be in a 1976 issue of Ladie's Home Journal.



We shot nothing but "onesies". You may call them dresses, but we call them Onesies. One piece. Nothing else. Chase stumbled out of bed and into the pink room where we were shooting and saw Corwin sitting in a chair shooting me and saw me standing there, full of Strep, in my onesie, wondering what the fuck we were doing...

I loved them being here, and once they left I was laid out in bed for three days unable to do anything. I have another guest coming and I wanted to go get stronger medicine and when I went to the doctor today some bull dyke talked to me like I was an idiot for not knowing that my strep went away and now all I was doing was going to make me get pneumonia, so I've been moving around a little more today. It sucks, I'm tired but at least I'm getting better.

There was also a new update on Apneatic.com by Steve Prue!



And tonight we have a new guest blogger on FLNGS! SAY HELLO TO JAMES GRAHAM!



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I just got schooled 

Nuit Blanche from Spy Films on Vimeo.



This is so amazing, seriously. Thank you Mitch for intimidating the hell out of us and making us question our ability to make something anything nearly as beautiful.

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my newest friend 


i like this girl a lot <3 i also like my new polaroid collection of me and these beautiful women.

and unrelated...


*photo by beatrice schleyer*

sometimes i'm on top of the world and other times i want to blow my fucking brains out. right now i'm in a good mood.

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"5 0" 
On the way home tonight we saw a cop hiding in a bush and it reminded me of this story from seven years ago or so...

When I was 17 I was living in a two bedroom apartment with four other people, so there was five total.
Girls in one room, guys in the other room. Kinda homo on the guys part if you ask me, but only because
of WHO the guys were. So one of the guys was really into cars, he worked on them, spent his spare time
fixing up his car, and even worked at a dealership. There was one car that he really liked, and he had
a hobby where he would go scope out a certain car he liked, write down the (vin?) number that's visible
from the window, then while he was at work he would put the number into a computer and have a key made so he could steal the car.

So one night I go out with him to the Houston Auto Auction and we break in so he can go get the number
off of one of the cars he was planning on stealing. We were there, and he was writing it down while I
just hung out, then one of the night guards spotted us and put the spotlight over where we were. We
ducked and he made it just in time to get the number. Soon, very soon after the spotlight we saw police
lights. We ran around the cars towards the fence trying to find our way out of there, then he found a
camper and told me to get in, so we crawled inside of this RV and hid inside for a good 20 minutes. Once
the lights were far enough away we got out of the camper and jumped the fence.

We never got caught and he did end up stealing the car. I think he always returned them, it was just a
hobby of his. One of those things he would do just because he could.



While I'm awake and everyone else is in bed I also made an update to my site by my boy Dave Dawson. Check it out maaannneee...



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*your mouse is like a magic wand, you click it and photos grow*
*zippidie doooo*

APNEATIC.COM

xoxo
Amanda

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