Members Updated, MySpace Sucks! And Panties

Okay, so I know that I'm late with this cute MySpace Sucks T-Shirt. Now it's totally easy and even trendy to hate MySpace because FaceBook is the new cool kid at school, but I bought this tee-shirt when I lived in Memphis and at the height of the MySpace Rage -- and it wasn't as cool to dislike MySpace. Everyone was going on and on and on about how much fun MySpace was back then. After being asked "Do you have a MySpace Page, Amber?" 40 gizillion times, I caved in and signed up. And then I was instantly aggravated with all that was (and still is) MySpace. Users are able to do so many bad, bad things to "personalize" their pages that too frequently wind up making those of us who view these pages wish our eyes and ears would leak of our skulls. So much so that I can't bear to login there very often. I've landed on too many truly horrible, almost completely unreadable MySpace Pages. The whole site is messy and loads slowly even before you get to the zinged-up individual profiles. Pink text on a dark blue background that flashes because it's this giant .gif file? Check! Two music files and one video all loading and then playing at the same time? Youbetcha! Unresized pictures that force you to scroll horizontally for miles and miles of pixels? Mission accomplished! For every pretty page, there's gotta be like 50 ghastly ones.

And then there's the whole you "can't be naked on MySpace" issue. Well, you *can* be naked but you can't show any of the good stuff. Unless you're crafty or lucky or don't mind rebuilding your MySpace Page and friends lists over and over again because you've had your account deleted. That alone makes it a huge time-suck waste for someone like me who already has a web-presence where she can do whatever she wants whenever she feels like it. So why would I stay again? Oh, so I could tell people about said web-presence? Nope, that would technically be a violation of their TOS because I'm adult content. So between the uber-slow page loads, the dreadful "It hurts my eyes, make it stop, make it stop!" profiles, the no nakey-nakey, and the no advertising amateur porn urls -- I was never down with MySpace. That's why if you go to my page there, you'll see my friends number is quite low. It's funny, I *just* logged into MySpace while I'm writing this to see how many new messages I might have and the freaking site has locked up my browser! Talk about icing on the cake. If it weren't for a few folks that use MySpace exclusively to reach me because *they* prefer it to old-fashioned email, I'd probably never go there again. There have always been better options for getting to know people online, and with new social networking sites springing up literally every day -- I'm not nearly as riled up as I used to be by MySpace. (I hope that I've not offended anyone with trip down "MySpace Sucks!" memory lane. All of my stripclub friends really, really like MySpace so I don't think any less of anyone who does, I swear. It's just not for me.)

My MySpace Sucks tee-shirt is most comfy and had the good fortune to be paired up with an equally cute pair of black fullback string bikini panties with little metallic gold stars. If you've missed seeing me in my spex lately, this is the gallery for you! Plenty of panty play: my hand down inside my panties, pulling my panties up tight before I pull them down, then stretching them a bit with my feet before I finally take them off. It's a very teasing gallery with an abundance of sweet photos (And yes, this gallery was shot by Trixie. How'd ya guess? *wink*). 96 images round out this set inside the members area of I had fun letting my snarky nerd out while showing off my panties and pussy, so I hope you'll have fun checking out this update.

Naked Girl Does Some Twitter Twaddle Vlog

I *probably* shouldn't have recorded this but sometimes I just can't help myself.

Special Note to More Polished Webwhores & Adult Entertainers: This vlog ramble was recorded to help illustrate how blind some twat-heads are on twitter about women having rights over their own bodies to do with as they will and NOT a criticism of cosmetic surgery or just plain ole being more glamorous than your's truly. (I might even want some someday! And no lip from you boys who've followed me for years about "ruining my look" either = It's my body to do with as I want, when I want, enough said.) So I apologize, folks, if I'm coming across that way because it's unintentional. I'm supporter of your right to be The Decider. You alone ARE The Decider of your own life/body, after all. Muah!

Special Note to Blind Twat-Heads On Twitter: See, you got what you wanted, attention from a genuine Naked Girl On The Internet, ain't it cool? I'm sure you were super thrilled that I recorded this "NAKED" - huh? This is a pretty good glimpse into the real person behind the twitter ID that you've been following for weeks, months, a year(?) and still don't know. I encourage you to take the "Stop Being A Twat-Head Challenge" and join my amateur panty porn site and get to know me via my picture galleries, videos, and live webcam shows. Here's a link to the JOIN PAGE of I promise it'll be a lot of fun if you do. Even if it's just for educational purposes, you *might still* be inclined to jack-off to the nerdy hotness that is AmberLily. In her natural state, in her artificial state, in the state of Washington. There ya go. If this hasn't sold you, I don't know what will.

Special Note to Other Often-Frumpy Webwhores & Adult Entertainers: Are you calling me out on my sloppiness? Think you're more "carefree" with your online appearance? Fine, you very well could be. Guess we'll just have to have a slumber party where we give each other make-overs while I try to get you to watch Season One of LOST and you try to get me to watch Season One of Deep Space Nine as we debate who has earned the title of Most Slovenly Slut. I'll bring the scrunchy hair ties and the Oil of Olay! You make the popcorn!

Special Note to the Choir: Thank you for enduring *yet another* blog entry where I've gone off on quite the rambling rant. I promise you'll be seeing me as The Pretty Girl very shortly. I honestly do like my version of The Pretty Girl and am glad that you do too. I most sincerely appreciate you folks in the choir that I've ended up preaching to *again* most of all. Especially your infinite patience with my personal life issues getting in the way of our having all of the fun I dream of us having. I'm making every effort to stay the course and not become another retired webgirl statistic. Hang in there for me knowing that I *really am* doing the best that I can. *Endless Thank You Hugs*

Gone Fishing, Geeking Out & Being Way Hot

My plan is to drop off a bunch of pictures for this entry because, well, there have been a few I've shared via my TwitPics that I think deserve their own special blog entry.

First and foremost, I went fishing!!! BigD mentioned a few weeks ago that he'd really like to give it try and go fishing. Neither one of us had been for like over twenty years, so naturally, neither of us really remembered *how* to fish. After consulting a few online sources for where to go and what to target at a few of the nearby lakes, we went all official and got licensed. I picked out a very girlie pink fishing rod and matching baseball cap. See? And on one of our first days out (since by now we've been a few times out) -- I caught the first fish last weekend, a pretty rainbow trout!

It's been nice to get the old man out of the house. We're not really the outdoorsy type, but I think we're doing pretty good with the couple of trips we've made thus far. I'll do whatever I can to get BigD interested in something that allows us to get more fresh air. Although, I do wish that I could talk him into driving a bit further away from the burbs so we could find a place that's remote enough that I could try to shoot some Naked In The Great Outdoors pictures and/or videos. Even if he chooses not to hold the camera (he's terribly opposed to that unless I've a co-star) -- he could at least play look out. So far, no such luck on that. You'll be the first to know if that changes, of course.

And then last weekend was Comic-Con 2009 down in San Diego, CA. For those of you reading this who *aren't* of the nerdy-persuasion, that particular convention is sort of a big deal to Star Wars fans because it's where Lucasfilm chooses to release cool new stuff to get us all worked up over. Some years are better than others with that but even if *that* part of Comic-Con doesn't fully satiate -- there's so many other things to geek out over that it's something we don't miss altogether even if I have very little desire to attend the convention myself. Comic-Con is way, way too crowded. Watching the coverage on G4 is plenty good. Especially when it's being brought to by hot nerd chicks like Olivia Munn. Yes, yes, I'm a fan. How'd ya guess?

So also last weekend, I let little AmberLeia out to play and put on one of my Star Wars t-shirts and did my hair up in Princess Leia buns to play on cam. I'm glad that I did. Not everyone was a fan of that particular look but the majority of the folks who wandered into my chatroom were cool with *my* being a fan even if they weren't. I have a real hard time believing that there are actually people who *haven't* seen any of the Star Wars movies (old or new trilogy!) but sure enough -- they do occasionally cross my path and I have to explain myself. How many inside jokes must these folks miss while being out and about in the world? There are so many pop culture references to Star Wars that I can't imagine not getting those. Man! At the very, very least, see the first film. You shouldn't even be able to *say* you're a nerd or a nerd-sympathizer unless you've seen Star Wars IV: A New Hope. Even go the Special Edition route. Just see it already. Unless you were just born yesterday, you're way overdue. ;)

Speaking of overdue, I'm feeling as though I'm way behind on a number of projects (including members updates) and some of that is because of the heat wave we've been experiencing here in Western Washington. The temperature sky-rocketed to as high as 107 this past week which is pretty abnormal for this neck of the woods. It's pissed me off royally because SEATTLE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN AIR-CONDITIONING!!! The locals like to think that it doesn't get hot enough for air-conditioning. I've heard all sorts of things from these loonies. Stuff like: "It's only hot for a couple of months, tops!" being one of the latest sentences said to me while I was in line to by the last fan in the store in a pathetic attempt to cool off my home office. (If you've kept up with my twitter or caught up with me in my group Camz show then you've already heard my snippy reply to this asinine statement but please bear with me while I say it again here because I really want to write it all out for posterity's sake. We won't be living here forever, after all.) --With sweat running down my chest and through my shirt, I replied to Madam Crazytown: "Where I come from, we call that SUMMER, and we have air-conditioning." And true enough, no one bothered to tell little Miss Hot Under The Collar and Hot Every Freaking Where Else any differently.

Any rental place that's in a location that gets above 85 degrees *should* have A/C. It just should. It should be an option. If apartment complexes in this area can offer stupid security alarm systems, they can offer air-conditioning. It's just one of the many things that irks me to no end about Seattle. Because guess what, it was hot last year at this time too. This is not a new phenomenon. The temperature finally did break late in the week, and now we're only in the 90's so that's been better. Some relief is better than no relief.

I did, however, answer a whole bunch of email on the day that I was waiting for our apt manager to come in and do our annual unit inspection. I didn't get back to everyone, but I was able to let a few folks know that I've not forgotten about them. :) I'm in the process of coming up with new stuff for updates, and there are a couple of things I'd like to change on the free side that I'm confident I'll get done. Maybe after my brain has soaked in enough Frozen Mango Pieces to think properly. That could be any day now. In the mean time, those shows that I did in my Star Wars t-shirt and cute black panties are in my PrivateCamz archives -- along with the one pantyhose-lovers might like where I play in some cream-colored hose. Hopefully that will entertain until I can get more sexy stuff going on.

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