i rode a mechanical bull for the first time yesterday. i fell after a minute, stockinged feet flailing backwards in the air and cursing wildly, but i think being thrown from the bull was the most exhilarating part of the experience. i would place that activity within the category of mosh pits, roller coasters, sex, and other physically extreme activities that violently unground your body for a lethal breathless moment before returning you to life as you know it. in thinking about my own body and the types of situations i seek out, i truly believe that people are divided according to whether or not they understand their body through physical pain. case in point: i once dated a guy who hated roller coasters. accordingly, he wasn't that spectacular in bed.
also, i was recognized this weekend for the naked photos of myself that i used to print three years ago. i've finally entered the curse of the autobiographer--forever haunted by the unknown number of people who have seen me topless wearing a mohawk hat.
About Me
- carola rola
- I unofficially take photographs and charm people for a living. Officially, I received a B.F.A. from Cornell University, and am now on the West Coast making websites, planting gardens, and damning the man. Be my friend at carol[dot]why[dot]zou[at]gmail[dot]com.
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