Here's the thing

I decided to start a new blog today. Why, you ask?

1. My current blog doesn't "Feel Right"
2. I'm incapable of committing to anything
3. Because I can, can, can- what's with the judgment?

So...me (I always feel the need to do this. Awkward?)

I'm not very nice. At least not all the time.
I like pretty things. And legit people. But usually not people that say things like "legit".
I write incomplete/broken thoughts. Deal with it.
I currently regret putting peppermint lotion on my feet, as they are now needlessly freezing.
I'm kind of a negative gal. I think it's funny. Other people typically don't.


Today I went to the 4th Ave street fair with Pretty (the boyfriend) and some buddies. I'm kinda bummed because I ended up going with dogs (?) and people that wanted to power-walk, not casually browse. I'd been looking forward to the casual browsing. And the food. Oh god, the food. Is there anything better than Fair Food? Doubting this. I didn't get to enjoy the food much because it was ungodly crowded and the power-walking made me tired and needing to sit more than pick something awesome/drool-worthy to munch on. So I ate what was in front of me. Which was still pretty yum, but not what I would have chosen. Also, I did not get kettle corn, which equals a waste of a Street Fair Experience, if you ask me. Shit. Now I'm hungry.

Pretty bought me a cinnamon-scented soy candle at the fair, which smells delish and coordinates well with the aroma of the REAL Christmas tree currently residing in my living room. I haven't had a REAL, LIVING Christmas tree since I was little. My new found hunger keeps me from detailing my thoughts on the Real vs Artificial Christmas tree debate, but to sum it up: I think the real ones are a waste of natural resources and are too much work for something you'll have for three weeks. HOWEVER, this one has made my house smell amazing and Pretty promises to assume all watering/pine-needle-sweeping/discarding responsibilities. So I reckon it's fine.

Now, I feast.