“Lady Gaga tells Vanity Fair that she tries to avoid having sex because she is afraid of depleting her creative energy.

‘I have this weird thing that if I sleep with someone they’re going to take my creativity from me through my vagina.’”

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I cannot stand Lady Gaga. I think she’s a bad Madonna knock-off. Not that I ever loved Madonna past her first album.

This is ludicrous. Marketing tactics gone insane.

I’m wondering who would want to do her anyway? I mean, really?

Gentlemen, have you ever taken someone’s creativity through their vagina?

Ladies, have you ever felt sapped of your creativity after having sex?

Just askin’…

ETA: Lovelyish just stole my creativity without benefit of going through my vagina:

Lady Gaga Tells Vanity Fair about Her Va-Jay-Jay

My day off. I had to be at my mom’s doctor’s appointment this morning. She was transported by ambulette because it is too painful for her to travel in a car. She has been in and out of the hospital and nursing home for 7 months, since having a heart attack, heart bypasses, and bypasses in her legs (which have since been removed). I think she has been home a total of maybe three weeks since before the first of the year. It took the EMT’s a long time to get her there for some reason, and I spent a lot of time staring at the walls in the waiting area. It wasn’t too bad, the decor was nice. The waiting area has an ocean theme, complete with a salt water aquarium with marine fish. I snapped this photo with my phone while I waited:

Mom is diabetic (Type II). She has very poor circulation all over, due to arteriosclerosis, but particularly in her extremities. This has led to her having developed dry gangrene in her toes on her left foot. Here is a photo of a person’s foot (not my mother’s foot) with dry gangrene. Her toes look very similar to this:

Yeah, it’s gross, and painful. The doctor is going to give some other wounds on her more time to heal, and in two weeks they are going to attempt to do another bypass in her left leg in an attempt to save any part of her leg that they are able. If they are able to find a good way to bypass they may only have to take her foot, or maybe a portion of her lower leg. If they can’t find a suitable way to bypass they will take more of her leg a day or two after they attempt the bypass.

My mother is only 66 years old. To some of you that may sound ancient, but to me that isn’t very old, and certainly too young to be facing all the things she’s been dealing with.

I am off soon to the nursing home for a meeting with her social worker and therapists. My day off isn’t really a day off, after all. The dishes will wait…I have to attend to my mother’s needs. It’s the least I can do for the woman who brought me into this world and took good care of me as an infant and child. Amazing how some things come full circle.

Or has the price of a payphone gone up? Are there even payphones that exist anymore? I mean, I think most everyone has a cell phone now, right?

My son has misplaced the charger for his cell phone. He swears he put it in his bag and brought it home after the last couple weeks of summer visitation with his dad, but it is nowhere to be found. His dad says it’s not at his house, though I am not sure I can really believe that, since he didn’t want him to have a phone in the first place. His dad feels threatened that our son can call me anytime he wishes. I got the boy a phone because his dad wouldn’t allow him to call me during his visits with him (which is against the court order, and just plain wrong anyway). Mind you, I never call my son while he’s away…but if he feels homesick, or just wants to chat about his day, I want him to be able to call me.

I have looked all over town for a charger that will fit his Nokia Snap (U340) phone. No one has one in stock. Radio Shack can order one…for $30, and it wouldn’t be here for a week. No thanks. I ordered one online for $8 including shipping. The only problem with that is it won’t be here before he leaves on Monday for a two week visit, the last part of the obligatory summer visitation.

What to do? His phone is dead and we have no way of juicing it up. I’m thinking of getting a minute phone for him, though I can ill afford the cost on top of the family plan I have with my own cell carrier.

Money woes. When it rains…ya know…*sigh*