What I Want for Christmas

I have spent so much freaking money the past two months. It's scary. I'm actually surprised I still have money in my checking account. I mean, there was the trip to central america, shopping in LA with Max Power, my new Ipod (therapist told me to buy it... that's the story I'm sticking to) and also the gifts for people... but I found something else I want.






I'm not a huge fan of her art, well, most mainstream LDS artists, but I love this one.

another SMBC-Comic

as simple of an equation as that is, I still don't get it.

I tried

It's late, I know I shouldn't be up this late trying to write what's going on in my life.

But I can't do it. It makes me so sad, I won't.

I'm scared of what it might mean, how long have I been living on a lie?

Too fucking long.

I'm home.

Er, I've been back for a week or so, I have no excuse for not blogging...

I don't have much to say, other than If I were more cognizant in the 80's I would have gone straight for Pat Benatar.