Formerly known as Corinna Fugate.. she dropped off the grid for a while and all her albums disappeared off music sites and now she’s back. Kind of dramatic but kind of interesting too. All of her old stuff can still be found on youtube.com.
This is how my nose looks to me every time I have to look in the mirror:

I have toyed with the idea of plastic surgery since I broke my nose when I was sixteen years old in a car accident. The first plastic surgeon said he didn’t want to touch it. The second plastic surgeon said it wouldn’t change that much so now it’s time for round three. I understand that it is easier to live with it but why live with it when it makes me want to tear my face off? Whatever, I change my mind a lot, this could be another short-lived phase.

This movie takes the concept of fucked up and then murders it, has sex with its corpse, and buries it in the backyard, though it was not exactly a horror film.
View the Wikipedia article on this movie here.
I didn’t read the article myself, just read the back of the box of the movie and popped it in. I’m an adventurer. The movie revolves around a dysfunctional family, all their issues, and the domino effect of one event plus one visitor who imposes himself on the father of the family. I really can’t say anymore without giving too much away.
Favorite quote? “It’s not the mystery of life, it’s shit.” <– I know it doesn’t seem like much in the one line I’ve presented, but in the context of the movie, it made me laugh.. as sick as it was.
