I really don’t know how I feel about this one. I mean, there is something hugely drawing about having the ability to write my name in pee in the snow, and I definitely know the pain of having to go, but not being able to risk contracting herpes or cancer or a cold or something off of the disgusting toilet seats in public restrooms. But as I watch this video, there is some wee little voice in the back of my head that begins whispering to me that I should stop shaving my legs and armpits and devote my life to recreating Woodstock or something…
I have a pretty distorted view of reality; I'm perverse and I enjoy gratuitous use of the "F" bomb; I say random things at even randomer times and I even snort when I laugh really hard. I have a lot of baggage, from ex friends to ex boyfriends but despite all that shit, I try to remind myself that "All that really matters is what matters to me hee heeeeeee." So, read on if you dare, my head is a dangerous place.
One day at a time
What’s going on
Flip Top HeadA post-a-day in 2008 Battles I've picked be my muse? Boy! Do I LOVE my macro setting Coffee Shop Confusion Day in the Life depression Fall is falling! Family Frosty Windowpanes Fuk-You-Fridays Full moon? High tide? general ramblings God save the Queen! Hawaii - the Vacation Holidaze horoscopes Idle B.S. Important Causes Knitting Rants Let's try this again life my pond My sisters wedding NaBloPoMo Out of the ashes... Parties photographs Racing Handicapper Extraordinaire Reciprocation Self-deprecating Moments Self-Imposed Psychoanalysis through Song Shit I can't even believe St. Valentine's Commercialization Starting Over...again Stuff that makes me happy The 4-legged kids the beginning the garden Ther-a-WHAT?! The shrinking of my ass Wedding Stuff Who's a control freak?! Winter in Southern PA kinda fun work
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