WTF, VS?!?!?!

So yesterday I went to Victoria's Secret to purchase black thigh highs with a lace band around the thigh...

The damn things cost $20. Well when I tried to put them on they ran right up the side! Ruined! $20 Fu@k!^g thigh highs ruined! And not even in the ripped off as an act of passion sort of way!

So I have to say...WTF? VS? WTF?!?!?!

What a rip off! And not even a fun one!

Something SMELLS like A$$...

A New Day

NEW QUESTIONS...

What I'm thinking today is that sometimes things are more easily left as-is, but not necessarily better left as-is.

Take relationships for example. You're happy, and things run smoothly, but there are questions, questions that are more easily avoided, so you avoid them. Is this healthy? Surely not! So why not ask them? I suppose it is mostly out of fear--of hearing the wrong answers, or maybe not even knowing what the right answers are...

Voices

It seems as though the voices are resurfacing. Of course only one of them speaks english, so mostly I can ignore the others. It just gets so confusing at times.

With the resurfacing of the voices I fear the overwhelming feelings of hopelessness will not be far behind.

Explanations

Apparently, I have to explain my fashions too! The flower is in my headband because Steve picked it for me. I was tired of holding it, and feeling somewhat goofy so I stuck it in the middle of my head, under my headband.

I thought it was obvious, however, the only thing obvious here is that I was wrong!

Due to extreme boredum...

I'm actually creating a new post!

I spent the last week in Minnesota at Steve's parents. Overall it was a great trip! Of course I was terribly allergic the whole time. So now, due to excessive nose blowing my nose is red and somewhat chapped. Not sure why anyone would care to hear that, but it is the case.

Anyway, here is a picture taken at Blacks Grove Park. Later I'll provide a picture of me walking across the Mighty Mississippi at its start!

Oh, and maybe I'll try to add the movie of a baby cow being castrated! It was great! Ordinarily cows say Mooooo, during the castration process they actully scream Noooooo. Something everyone should experience.

Nothin' like farm livin'!

I'm excited though, who'd of thunk I'd score a killer tan while in Minnesota? I have more color now than I did after my trip to Mexico! Crazy, man, CRAZY!