A paraphrased conversation between Adam P. Knave and I.
Me: “I hate my Twitter pic. Now I’m stuck at work and can’t fix it. I should put my head onto the body of a horse or something. It’s my neck I hate, so I’ll get rid of it. Maybe stick my head onto a totem pole. ”
Adam: “What do you want done with it?”
Me: “A different face? No, I’m just being a girl. I’ll get used to it. Or change it tonight.”
And then Adam does what he does and gave me this:
Me: “::spittake:: That is just horrific.”
Adam: “YOU LOVE IT.”
Me: “Oh, yes. I forgot to add “in a good way” at the end. MORE.”
Me, as a Teletubbie. That’s actually kind of what I feel like I’m doing with that ridiculous grin on my face. But, I was always partial to Laa-Laa.
That about what I look like in a tank top. Plus, I’m always eating pasta and tearing the sleeves off my shirts, so this is alright. But I don’t feel pretty.
Me: “Make me a Disney Princess.”
Me: “Oh, I’m so pretty!”
Look at me! I’m a princess! Which is exactly my personality to a ‘t’!
Me: “Now Gollum.”
Yeah, this is probably about right.
The moral of this sad tale is your neck is probably not as bad as you think it is.