Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Weird Ass Foot Fetish Person On Etsy

There is this weird ass foot fetish person name West Vanderbelt  (A.K.A. showmeurtoes) on Etsy who has made a weird ass foot fetish thread

Ugh. Women and feet

and follows all bare foot shit on his Etsy Profile

How the fuck do I find this weird shit when I am not even looking for it?



Monday, July 21, 2014

So, I Have Been Diagnosed With Fibromyalgia

I have been having chronic headaches ever since I got hypothyroidism a few years ago. I also have had body aches, chronic fatigue, and a host of other crap that I have complained about to my doctor for a few years now.

I would return to my doctor and tell her about this stuff and that I didn't think my thyroid medicine was working because I didn't feel any better, and she would run blood tests and check my thyroid and tell me it was looking fine. She tried a couple of drugs on me that didn't do shit for my headaches, and then told me she had done all she could do and that I would have to learn to live with it.

And I did for a couple of years until I just couldn't fucking take it anymore and I returned this April and begged her to do something-anything, and she decided to send me to a pain clinic. There they diagnosed me with fibromyalgia (which they declined to tell me about) along with chronic myofascial pain (which they DID tell me about) and they began a series of nerve block injections in my head and gave me some more pills that didn't work.The injections hurt like hell but it was much better than the headaches, but unfortunately they shots would last only about 2 1/2 to 3 weeks.

So the pain clinic sent me to another pain clinic to get botox shots in my head and face because botox supposedly works better, but after I got there the doctor decided against botox, and instead prescribed an anti-seizure drug called Topamax and more nerve block injections in my head. It was around about this time that I decided to check my medical records online and found out I had been diagnosed with fibromyalgia as well back in April (it was now July). Why they didn't tell me this shit I have no clue. Maybe they were waiting for my regular doctor to tell me?

The Topamax made me sick to my stomach all the time so I asked to be taken off of it, and I also informed this pain doctor about the fibromyalgia diagnosis. So they took me off the Topamax and prescribed another anti-seizure drug called Neurontin which so far seems to be helping although I feel drowsy and drugged up all the time. I am not taking the full dose yet as you have to build up a tolerance to it, but I can tell when this shit wears off because I hurt everywhere!

My regular doctor had been treating all my symptoms separately (while secretly wondering if I was a hypochondriac-I could tell), but they ended up all being symptoms of fibromyalgia. All I know is the shit hurts and you don't want it-trust me.

So now my life consists of a never ending list of doctor appointments, injections in my head, whirlpool baths at the pain clinic, physical therapy appointments, exercises to help with my head, neck, and back, pills, headaches, and muscle pain, and trying to learn everything I can about both of these conditions-fibromyalgia and chronic myofascial pain.

Some days I hurt so bad I just find a spot that doesn't hurt too much and lie there as long as I can. And some days I don't hurt as much and I actually manage to get something done. I am trying to accept that I can't do everything that needs to be done all at once, and tying to not let it bother me when I have to let things go until I feel better. Some days I do better at that than other days too.

I never really believed in fibromyalgia until I got it, but hell I never believed a thyroid could make you fat either until I got hypothyroidism. But trust me-this shit will make a believer out of you real quick. In fact, I found out that a lot of people who get hypothyroidism also get fibromyalgia.

Anywho, this is all new to me (the diagnosis, not the pain), and even though I am disappointed to have fibromyalgia I admit that I am somewhat relieved to be able to put a name to myriad list of aches, pains, and symptoms. And relieved that I am not a hypochondriac after all. It's also a relief to finally start receiving some kind of treatment instead of just sitting around "living with it". I do wish it didn't hurt so much though. I am going to do my best to not let it get the best of me by doing what ever is in my power to help myself.


Chronic myofascial pain


Sunday, April 13, 2014

Test URL's For Heartbleed

Here is some information about what the Heartbleed bug is all about:

This one has a list of sites that are affected:


Having read that (and now being all paranoid as hell) here are a couple links to test servers for Heartbleed so your private information doesn't get stolen:



Hope this helps.


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Even Phone Porn Scammers Love Their Mothers

I got a text from someone I don't know with nasty language and a phone number that made me believe it was some kind of porn scammer. I asked them not to call again.

On Dec. 31st he texted me again anyway. Here is the conversation:

His phone number along with the words "Cum roll up"

Your mother loves it up her ass.

Excuse you nigga got my mom fuck up. What fuck I am lose number. Thanks peace and love

Hey you messaged me. I didn't message you. It's not my fault your mother is a whore either. Don't message people you don't know. I could be a cop for all you know.

I then used an app to find out the name of the person who the phone belongs to and his location and I filed a complaint with the FTC. I then messaged him again and called him by name and told him I just filed a complaint with the FTC because he texted me after I asked him not to.

I'll leave it to you to google cum roll.


Sunday, December 22, 2013

Evidently I Expect A Tad Bit Too Much Out Of The Omaha Police Department

Early this morning around 4:45 A.M. or so (it was still dark out) some guy got on my porch and started beating on the door. It woke me up out of a sound sleep. He started leaning into the door like trying to open it and wiggling the door knob and shit. Then I heard him crying (weeping actually) and heard him say "Please be here." Then he beat on the door some more.

The dude wasn't going to go away so I ducked down and walked to find my cell phone and called the po-po and whispered into it what was going on and they told me to hide in a locked room and wait for the cops. So I did and this guy beat and banged and cryed and shit until they got here.

They called me and told me to go to my door and talk to the cops. I head that way and I can hear the cop asking the dude "You don't know who lives here?" I open the door and they ask me if I know the guy and I say no. He won't look at me actually but I can see him from the side and no one I know who is a guy wears skin tight skinny jeans.

 Like I said he won't look at me and is on his phone saying "I am trying to find you!". They ask me if I am Briana and I say "Never heard of her. I just want him out of here". So they escort the dude to the end of my fucking driveway. THE END OF MY FUCKING DRIVEWAY CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT? I MEAN SERIOUSLY CAN'T THEY CART HIS ASS A BIT FARTHER OFF?

So they take him to the end of my driveway and let his ass go and he stands there a bit then wanders off down the street. So if all I can get is a weird guy on my property escorted only to THE END OF MY FUCKING DRIVEWAY then that's it I have had it and I am LOADING MY FUCKING GUN AND KEEPING IT WHERE I CAN REACH IT FROM FUCKING NOW ON. Knock on my door again and try to get in and I will give your ass something to really cry about next time weird fucking guy!

So he leaves and I am awake the rest of the night. I sit up marveling at the bare minimum that the Omaha Police Department did to get the guy the hell away from my house.


Saturday, December 14, 2013

PooPourri-For The Mad Shitter In Your House

How funny is this?

Here is a link to their shop:

With names like Royal Flush, Shittin Pretty, Heavy Doody, and Deja'Poo how can you go wrong?

I bought my husband the Master Crapsman Kit. How cute is that? It comes in a really cute package.

It was very easy to order. It took me to my Paypal account and basically all I had to do was log in and pay.  It takes 3 to 5 days to process the order then 3 days shipping time so I am hoping it arrives in time for Christmas. But even if it doesn't then what a great way to start out the New Year, right? I mean I love you, honey, but your stinky ass I can live without, lol.

Here is their Frequently Asked Questions page and it's a hoot, too!

You might not enjoy a crap but at least you don't have to be bothered by it either, lol.


Friday, December 13, 2013

Cynthia and Brandon Nemeth-Another Pair Of Etsy Scam Artists

A mom and son tag team this time. Remember this blog post of mine?

This Etsy Family Has Gone Through More In A Year Than Most People Face In A Lifetime-Can You Please Help?

Well it appears everyone bought their items out of their shop on that treasury and they simply stopped sending anything out. Then they refused to answer any one's messages to them. And now they are banned from selling on Etsy for taking people's money then failing to ship. Their shop no longer exists.
Fuckwit Cynthia Nemeth's fucktard son Brandon Nemeth reported her as dead



yet they both are posting uninterrupted on their Facebooks


This is hard to do when you are dead isn't it? And you would think Brandon would be just a tad bit too upset to Facebook if she had died.

Someone commented to me what they were doing in the blog post I made earlier to help them so I went to check it out and a team member verified it and then I searched the team threads and found this which also verifies it:


I would like to make clear that these clowns did not ask anyone to take up their cause. But the people who did have known this fuckwit for some time (since her husband died a couple years ago-but who really knows if THAT is even true) so they felt safe in trying to help her. Also let me make it clear that I was not asked to help by blogging or donating either. But I did blog and donate to them, and they did of course ACCEPT every one's pity sales and donations (including mine).

And since they accepted my fucking money and then did myself and others the way they did I am putting their names and fugly ass mug shots on my blog for anyone who happens to google either one of their names to find.

If they don't like it they can fucking sue me. Which will be hard to do considering they ripped so many people off (including myself). They did not have to accept the money once they knew it was being taken up for them, they did not have to keep the fundraiser going with updates of their sad plight replete with a death, they did not have to stop filling people's orders, and they did not have to refuse to communicate with the people who tried to help them once they did the other three aforementioned things.

So here are pictures of fuckwit Cynthia Nemeth and her fuckwit son Brandon. They live in Minneapolis, Minnesota, by the way.

This is fuckwit Cynthia Nemeth:

and here is her fucktard son Brandon Nemeth

Both Mom and Baby Boy look like they have been hitting the weed/crank pipe pretty hard IMHO. But like I said that is just MY opinion. The reason I posted fucktard son Brandon's picture is because he was right in the thick of all this bullshit helping it happen and keeping it going.

This is fuckwit Cynthia Nemeth's twitter account
and you can find links to both Cynthia and Brandon Nemeth all over the internet and some do contain an address and a phone number.

Now if either one of these fucking assholes would like to refund the money I so graciously sent them to help them out they can click my profile link here on my blog and then my contact link and email me. I will then just as graciously remove this blog post. Up until that time they can both kiss my fucking ass and the shit is staying up as is.

As for me-thanks to assholes like this and Karina Gallo,  and that fucking lying, scamming nutsmegmaclick chick-I will no longer be making blog posts trying to help people out. And that is a shame because my blog has helped a lot of people and animals. It no longer will do that however because I no longer want to take the chance of having my blog readers ripped off while trying to help people.

I would also like everyone to keep in mind that the people who tried to help these assholes are good people, with good hearts, and therefore it should not be held against them trying to help these clowns. I hope they don't feel too bad because it is the spirit in which one gives that counts and not what the recipients of such generosity do with it or act like once they get it.

I would also like to apologize to any of my blog readers who donated to these clowns in any way whether it be time or money and thank them for their generosity. You deserve better. I am sorry this happened. But it won't happen again because like I said I will no longer blog about anyone needing any help.

And yeah, rock and roll is here to stay. AND SO IS THIS FUCKING BLOG POST, BITCHES!


Once again I apologize.


Jingle Balls (and whatever)

Another crazy Kmart commercial. This one advertising Joe Boxer underwear.

I guess I'm lucky to be a Shop Your Way Rewards member.


Monday, November 11, 2013

Nut Up My Brothers!

A funny Sears commercial called Squirrel Revolt.



Sunday, November 3, 2013

Show Support For The LGBTQ Community-AT&T"s The Love Is Changing History Project

This is easy and painless and ends November 11, 2013.


In celebration of LGBT History Month (which is in October) AT&T will donate up to $3 to the Trevor Project which is a non-profit that provides crisis and suicide prevention services to LGBTQ youth.

For each person who shares on Facebook or Twitter from this site either the Love is Changing History Project or a film between 11:59PM PDT September 30, 2013 and 11:59PM PST November 11, 2013, AT&T will donate $1. Limit one share per person per Facebook account and one share per person per Twitter account. Maximum $2. For each person who submits a story to the Project, AT&T will donate $1. Total maximum of $3 per person. AT&T will donate a minimum of $25,000 and maximum of $100,000.

This is so easy that I did it in half a minute. So spread the love. Free your mind and your ass will follow. Tweet it. Facebook it. Learn it. Live it. Love it.