Anne2Snakie

Rudy is back in the hospital. He had no energy (I mean sleeping for 12 hours, napping on and off for another 8 hours), he was dizzy, had extremely low bood pressure... So we took him to the doctor and he had pnuemonia, but things kept getting worse. So he's in the hospital.

He has a P.I.C. line, a catheter (yiks!), and is getting a million billion tests done. And I'm alone at the assisted living center.

I don't even have the energy to tell you how depressed I am and how crushed I am.

Anne

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I should have never ever gotten cocky. This laptop is totally compromized (fuck. sp? i can't figger it out at ALL) and it's all my fault. All my own fucking fault for thining I was smarter than a spyware/malware/virus writer. Criminy. No firewall software will run on this anymore... I can't scan for virii anymore with AVG nor can I update it... the only thing that runs now is Peerguardian2 and THAT'S cool- it does block certain spyware/P2P/Gov't IPs and that's good- it has been blocking spyware from querying me. It durn't block anything going OUT, but that's my own fucking fault.

Sigh.

Now what I have to do is figure out if I have 30 gigs free on any of the computers I have back at my in-laws house (where we USED to live before he had to live in an assisted living center). Then I can suck out the files I need off this laptop (need is a relative term- they are just files I WANT, not files that I would die without) and then reformat/reinstall WinXP from the OEM restore disks.

Sigh.

On the other hand, I have started getting the pieces together for a new computer I am BUILDING. Yes, building. I have 2 1-gig memory dimm/simm/whatever-they-are-calleds, and a 2 gig AMD 939 pin processor chip. Thank god for Social Security (I am on disability for the next 3 years at least, Rudy is on Social Security for LIFE (however long he may live and he does NOT expect to live all that long (years, not months!)).

Such is life.

Wandersmann, why haven't you written me back? Nightmart- same question! : )

Anne

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Aside from stupid jokes about gender (grow up! : )). Anyway, I learned a Valable Lesson this week. It must have been the combination of drugs and disease (I have a TERRIBLE cold and I think it's turning into bronchitis) that got me INTO the situation and God help me- I don't know how to get out.

Ya see, I was trying to download a crack for a program (I WILL deny this in a court of law as this is a JOKE, people in authority!). And the download was for a file called "crack.exe". My DANGER SENSE went off, but I downloaded the file anyway. When I tried to run the file, my DANGER SENSE went off again when zonealarm (free version- whatta ya think I am, made of money?) said "Yo, cunt- ya wanna let this fuckin' program fuckin' run, or what?" (zonealarm has a TERRIBLE attitude problem). I said "no, silly! I'm smarter than that!" and closed that down.

That's when overconfidence knocked me down, punched me viciously in the back of the head, and RAPED me, brutally and repeatedly, then left me bleeding in the dirt and never left a phone number and promised to call me but hasn't yet and it been DAYS. Bastard!

So I ran it again, and when zonealarm as SO rude again (this time it implied I was suffering from a venereal disease!) I said "Sure! I am confident in my skills as an experienced user of computers!"

I should have been more wary, but I was unaware I was about to be brutally fucked (oh! but the way I like it!) without my brutal fucker even wearing a condom.

I knew I was in trouble when AVG Antivirus started saying "You ignorant fucking slut. Oh Jesus, I could just fucking cut your tits off for this!" and catching file after file of trojan horses. Finally the terror was over and the files were all healed. Like magic.

Oh the horror.

The trojans and the files being downloaded and ran have run roughshod over my computer. What was damaged and destroyed? Why, I'll tell you : )

1) My WinXP firewall and icf/ics have been DELETED. Which isn't such a bad idea, as the MSoft things sucked. However, the entire MSoft security center was deleted. Oy vey.

2) My AVG Antivirus was damaged- it can no longer update itself. I am THINKING of deleting it and reinstalling it, but I am afraid to, because...

3) I can no longer run ANY 3rd party firewall software. It INSTALLS, but it won't RUN. Even after uninstalling and reinstalling. Oy. Vey. Gevalt. Ish. Mir.

4) I run PeerGuardian 2 (purely for research purposes!) which blocks IP checkers from P2P, Government and (Uh Oh) SPYWARE. However, guess what? I betcha can : ) It's been damaged and doesn't update or load correctly.

5) A lotta the time, all 3 of my web browsers (Maxthon, Opera, Firefox) will refuse to connect to the web a TALL. I have to reboot to be able to connect.

I repeat my lesson for the edification of you all: NEVER GET COCKY.

Anne

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Not at all. Rudy had an appointment with his cardiologist today, and discovered that he will get no better than he is right now. Which is bad, because he has only 33% of the air capacity he should have, his diaphram is partially paralyzed... he has to nap most of the dy and sleep at night. Very little energy... he's on 3 litres of oxygen and it looks like this is the rest of his life. Which means he will never be able to come home. Ever.

Why do some people think that my life is nothing but a holding pattern of pain and waiting for pain? Because my entire life IS nothing but a holding pattern of pain and waiting for pain. Admitted, I am not dying like my husband is, nor have I lived the HORRIBLE painful physical life he has had to endure. But I have another 40 years of pain and waiting for pain ahead of me.

I am pessimistic and negative about life; basically I live life as if I'm just waiting for the next truck to hit me. And you know why? Because life has never disapointed me yet in that department. I used to drown my pain in sex- then I drowned my pain with drink- now I have nothing to drown my pain with.

I have been seriously fighting the urge to start cutting myself again and it's getting harder and harder not to.

Anne

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when discussing things that you can only laugh or cry about. On this one site, Reason, a libertarian site, they discuss horrid things. On this latest thread, they have become HYSTERICAL about terrorism. A random quote:

"Do we really have to go back to Terror-nomics 101 here?
You're pretending the going wages for a hit or blowing up a bus full of schoolchildren exists in a vacuum. Terrorist wages, like all capital (including rocket launchers, oil-for-food money) are determined by market forces. Sure, you can enact minimum death wages, but that's only going to squeeze the teen jihadists and limited-skilled terrorists out of a job.
Besides, the wages of Big Terror are not far below the average. A recenty study by the Rand Corp. found that Damascus' Super Wal-Topples-and-Smashes-an-Adulterer's-Head-Apart wages were only 40 cents below the local Beheadings-R-Us and Acid Bath & Beauty.
As for the alleged "impersonal" quality of Big Terror, I can only say that I don't really care if CEO Waheeb Khamil knows my name. The savings provided by his huge corpse-oration increases my dying power."

The full article and comments are here and if you are of the right mind, you WILL laugh.

Anne

p.s. I have been deathly ill with some horrid bug the past couple of days but am starting to feel better. Liquid feces isn't spraying out of my backside every half hour on the hour anymore, and I actually feel HUNGRY today.

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Ha. Not really. I am a D cup, but not porn star D. Regular, 42 year old boobs. They've been around, they have. I was a regular partyslut when I was growing up and older than young teen but younger than 25. I spread my legs for anything male and erect. Well, human anyway. I'm damned lucky I never got all preggers, or picked up any STDs. Although I did swallow enough semen back then to get an army of women pregnant and some left over for a warm drink.

Ah, good times. Good times.

Anyways. What the hell was I going to say? Hmmm. Fuck, I had my topic all in mind then I got distracted by old history. Well, if I remember, then I'll do another post. Unless I decide to talk about my cunt, in which case I'll forget everything all over again. : (

I don't have a functioning brain any longer.

I am sorry to everyone who is expecting a reply to email. Or who have given up hope that I will ever respond. I am about a month and a half behind in answering my FIVE emails. Jesus fuck. I blame the meds I'm on.

Anne

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had come- with her head at the back of the snake's mouth, she was watching as the jaws slowly closed, the snake throat holding her entire body tightly and her feet tight against the snake's stomach filter, the sliver of light from the outside world getting smaller and smaller. Then with an audible snap the jaws shut and she was in darkness- swallowed whole and entire, and soon to be slowly digested alive. She found this to be a tremendously exciting idea and wished she could masturbate again. Maybe when she was being held in the hot, wet enclosure of the stomach sac.

Hard contractions of the snake's throat, as it continued swallowing her alive, slid her into the stomach of the beast- the stomach sphincter sliding up and over her entire body- hard enough to hurt as she was wedged into the stomach. And then it was all done but the shouting (and screaming, and struggling to survive as the acidic juices reduced her to a thick stream of slimy nutrients).

At the moment, however, it was kind of nice- the stomach was slightly smaller than her body, even with her coiled into a tight fetal position, and it was comfortably tight against her naked skin. It was hot inside the snake's body- she was sweating but it was a nice sweat, like being in a sauna. Which was a good thought, since the stomach lining was very moist against her. She knew that at any moment the stomach acids would begin to flow and start melting her into easily transported nutrients, but right now she was happy. There wasn't much air in the belly with her and already the air was getting a little stale but that was to be expected- snake's were not air permeable after all.

In her curled position, arms between her legs, breasts smooshed against her thighs and chin, she could still reach the clean shaved cleft between her legs and she began to "polish the silver"; the warm feeling that had not left her began to build again. She started to pant, and felt herself lubing up again- although that was pointless- inside a snake's tummy there was no penis to enter her moist cunt, thrusting hard and deep, harder and faster, balls slapping against her ass cheeks and legs up, thighs on her chest as that cock fucked her, just fucked her hard, and oh! Oh! Sweet motherfucking jesus keep fucking me- just OH MY GOD.

Panting the thin stale air, she felt the moist stomach lining becoming less pleasantly wet, starting to sting. That orgasm had been stronger than the last one and it had nearly made her pass out. But now the acids were really flowing and her skin was burning- hurting bad. Her eyes were shut tight to protect her eyeballs as long as possible... but when acids ran into her upturned ear and began to digest her eardrum, the pain was nearly intolerable. She kept panting, breathing the stale, stinging wet air but drops of acidic juices were flowing into her open mouth and she began screaming now, screaming with the last of her air from the horrible, horrible pain... one eyelid open and her eyesocket burning as if a blowtorch were pressed against her face.

Bodily orifices were trying to resist the pain and freely flowing digestive juices but it was no hope- her air was running out and her lungs were filling with burning liquid. And finally, mercifully, she was gone- her systems too starved for oxygen and trying to resist the shock of the burning agony. In five minutes there was no real life in her at all... Now she was just female human meat being digested by a hungry snake.

* * *

The man who owned the snake that had eaten the young woman alive was sitting on his bar stool, drinking yet another beer Good thing he wasn't driving tonight- walking home would be difficult enough. No one else in the bar had been particularly interested as the snake had swallowed her whole and entire and was now digesting her. They saw it all the time- every happy hour at least three or four women were swallowed and digested.

She had stopped struggling now- obviously she was dead now. No longer a person, just a corpse in a snake stomach. Soon to be nothing but waste products and bones, ejected somewhere out of the way.

He finished his beer and stood shakily, swaying. At last, somewhat sure of his footing he signaled to the snake. Starting toward the door he didn't even look as the snake followed him, belly full, and slithering slowly. There was a hot pad back at the apartment where the snake could coil up, and finishing digesting it's meal of woman.

Anne

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Just very busy. One of the things that happened is that I am now legal to stay in the assisted living center with Rudy now- to the tune of $500 (I still need to let Social Security know about the increased rent) a month- the 2nd person in a room fee here. There had been a complaint to The State (the Secret Police is wide, open, and strong) that I had been staying without paying and the assisted center (hereafter known as TALC) was getting in trouble because of it.

I am getting Deep Tissue Massage for my back and neck now and FUCK is it painful. They are breaking up all the scar tissue and adhesions in the muscle tissue and man, do I have a LOT of it. Quite bloody painful. Especially when they brutally fuck me with the pointy metal staves.

Oh what else is happening in my life? Asides from pain, and illness, and bloody, useless murder? Nertin' much I can remember at this moment, aside from being HORRIBLY BEHIND in my email answering and I apologise to everyone who has written me and I haven't gotten back to!! Don't hate me because I am talented- hate me because I'm a bitch : )

It's been hard writing of late- again. Bloody life stressors. I hates them, I do! Makes it hard to get ANYTHING constructive done, tho there are some people out there (Hi Nightmart!) who have life a fuck of a lot harder than I do! Sort of makes you look at gangrene in a whole new light.

I pulled a muscle in my upper back/lower neck the other day. Hurts like Satan himself. Who apparently has a pulled groin muscle, so we have to sympathise with the Devil. Anyway, that hurts like holy mother fuck. Seeing a chiropracter today for it. Well, why lie? We've been having an affair. I meet him on Fridays, and he fucks me brutally with a pointy metal staff.

Very irreverant post. Every paragraph is true, with a subtle sarcastic twist to it. Can you find them? Hint: The brutal fucking with a pointy metal staff is true.

I am finally going to finish my blog-story with the main character finally making it to the snake tummy where she is- well, why ruin the story? You'll have to read it : ) When I am done, I am going to post it on my site, on several vore forums, and in my album on Eka's Portal. It's a vore site, primarily a furry vore site, but people's do get et alive there. Man, I love that idea. People should be eaten alive.

Anyways, I'll sign off this post by being Skorn, an Ogre I haven't been able to figure out what to do with yet.

"Oy'm ere to just say goombye to yer's all. You durn't ave to be afrait er me- Oy'm a vegnarian, durn't eats peemple no mores. Well, not om purposes anyways. Suttimes Oy forgets when Oy'm busy. What Oy'm trine to say is, well, Oy'm surry Oy ets yer usbam. Oy weren't finking."

Anne

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