Escape from Stress

Cute Shoes Don't Violate the Dress Code

Lack of Recent Posts ... But Good News!

Sorry for the lack of recent posts. I wound up getting to go away for a few days without the distractions of computers and ... well other things. But I've also been able to spend some quality time with myself. Just me. Me and myself. And guess what I've been able to do with that time? Guesses? Anyone? Well, I won't keep you in suspense. So far (and I have at least one and maybe two or three more days...) I've created a whopping 65 new captions. Yes, you read that right. 65. Woohoo!

Cleaning Cum Stains from the Couch

BYOB - Bring Your Own Bimbo

Are You Sure This Dress Is OK

Felicity Wins a Bet

So now that I've posted several captions in my Felicity series, it's time for you to see what you can come up with! Send me a photo of one or more girls. They have to be dressed in pink. Interesting poses or props tend to make for a better caption. And then tell me how they encountered Felicity and what happened when they drank her energy drink. Then, I'll try to turn it into a caption.

Social Status of the Basketball Team

The Curse Had Some Other Effects

Happy Thanksgiv-a-fuck

Once upon a time, Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday. Family spent the day (or weekend) together, not really doing much, other than eating and enjoying each other's company. Or is that just a childhood memory? Whatever. It isn't my Thanksgiving any more.

Like a lot of families, we go around the table and tell each other what we're thankful for. This year, I was sorely tempted to say:

I'm thankful for a family that never misses an opportunity to tell me that I'm a piece of shit, worthless human being. I'm thankful for a family that can find a way to blame me for everything and that can never accept responsibility for anything. I'm thankful for a family that expects me to do everything for everyone but who can rarely lift a finger or offer a kind word for me. I'm thankful for a family that is so preoccupied in their own importance that they can't be bothered to see the pain that I'm feeling or to even notice me sitting in my car crying. Again.

But I didn't. I just said that I'm thankful for all of the wonderful people in my life. And I nearly choked on my turkey. Thankfully there was much wine.

Swap and a Dinner Date

She Has No Idea that the Earbuds are Programming Her

Proper Dosage

New Secretary Punished for Typos

New Lead Singer (Old Lead Singer)

Mile High Club

Field Testing the Bimbo Ray

Full Ride to BJU

Experiment Went Wrong in Chemistry Class

Bimbo Ray at the Bar

His 2

This is a sequel to one of my earliest captions: His.

Part 2 of 2?

Spam Spam ... Not Spam!

It appears that over the last few weeks, Gmail has been directing all comments on this blog to my spam folder. I really apologize for my lack of responses to those comments, but I guess it's hard to respond to a comment that you don't see. You'd think that Gmail (owned by Google) would know how to properly deal with comments to Blogger blogs, given that Blogger is also owned by Gmail.

Growl.

Anyway, thanks to all of you for the comments, both those that were supportive of me when I was feeling particularly down and those that show appreciation for the captions that I post. And I just love when people manage to capture and use the same sense of snark that imbues so many of my captions.

New Uniforms for Starfleet

Another one of those captions that I'm not really happy with. Don't be surprised if this image is used again with a different caption.

Felicity Makes a Friend

Part 2 of an ongoing series

I'm Felicity and I'm a Bimbo

Part 1 of an what will be an ongoing series

Three Wishes 3

Sequel to a two-part caption posted back in June.

Part 3 of 3 (for now)

We Need to Be Sure You're Healthy Enough to Return to Classes

We Make the Bus Rides More Fun

We're Good

Unexpected Prom Queen

Uh Oh

So What Goes Here

Reminder of My Gun

Perfecting Her Technique, One Step at a Time

Maid Contemplates Her Appearance and New Life

It All Started With the Girly Fizz Soda

I Need to Get Back to My Lab

When You Know You're Doing Good and Yet Life Still Says "You Suck"

I may or may not post a new caption tonight. Or tomorrow night. I don't know. I'm going through some ... um ... stuff. And I'm pretty down. What I guess is makes me the most sad is that my blog and tumblr seem like the only places where I can try to find a sympathetic ear (please don't take that as a plea for sympathy comments). It's just that right now, I don't really feel like any of the people that I should be able to turn to are really listening to me.

Do you ever feel as if you're doing the right thing? Not always the easy thing, but the right thing? The good thing? And yet you get blamed for virtually everything that goes wrong?

I know that how I've been treating people and dealing with them has been (at least mostly) the right thing. Sure, I lose my temper sometimes. Who doesn't. But when everyone blames me for all the problems and doesn't hear the concerns that I'm expressing, doesn't hear me when I talk about the things that are bothering me...

I don't know. I think I'm a good person. I really do. Flaws? Sure. But a good person. But right now, those closest to me are doing a fuckin' good job of making me feel like the perpetual bad guy, the person who never thinks of others, the person who doesn't help or doesn't respect others. And I know -- with certainty, not just a feeling -- that their perception of the situation is completely and totally backward. I'm making all of the effort and getting neither recognition nor reciprocation, just vilification for not doing ... well, I'm not really sure.

And so I find myself not knowing what to do. I sat in my car in a random parking lot the other night and cried for a while. Didn't help.

I'm not abandoning captioning, but I'm not making it a priority either right now. If I'm on my computer with a bit of privacy, I'll post. But making the effort... I don't know.

Help! Help!

He Seems to Like the Choices He Made

Foul Mouth Asks Some Questions

Escape From the Processing Plant

Don't Crash the Slumber Party

Did the Swap Work as Expected

Bunny and Her Eggs

Beer Afficianodos

Art Installation Not Quite Ready for the Public

Another Batch Ready to Begin Training

Always Asking for a Ride

Sampling the Breath Freshener

I Won the Bet

I'm Cool With It

Homework of an Empty-Headed Bimbo

Dr. Orgasmo's Transform Beam 2