at the apple store

I'm still around... as a matter of fact I was in Pittsburgh yesterday and Mila and I went into the apple store. Mila distracted me enough to stop drooling and directed my attention to the FUCKING HUGE seventy-five inch apple flatscreen display where we TOTALLY KNEW that "photo booth" icon was the program to make the webcam work.

fun.

next time I think I will bring a towel, like at the gym to wipe my drool off the machines when I'm done using them.

santuccinator

Mila says:
"I don't have a digital..... YET! Damn I want one badly. I took the pics because 1) I am obsessed with the morbid and 2) the dead baby bird was the spittin' image of my aunt, Rosama bin Laden."
...her "BAD" aunt's name is Rose.

someone send me some Xanex??

eeegh.

Things are so weird. It's hard to know who to trust and what to do. I have blisters on my palms and the emotions are still in my head. I have questions that I need to ask. I have to be very careul of my attitude...I fear it may be declining. I have to focus on the goal. Motivate and execute. I have a fear of the constant constant. I have the radio on the most annoying station and I have to take a shower.

headstrong

Twister and I earlier today

I am so happy right now. I am so happy that I get to go and do this.

It helps me like my three times a week Green Tea. It WORKS for me. Even if I suck at it, it's one of the main things in my life that I am fiercely committed to. I want to soak up every little drop of knowledge about riding that I can. It's something I learn so easily, because I'm so interested. Execution, however is another thing all together. Let's get that straight now.

Some rides are good, sometimes I get off feeling like I have no business on a horse. But everytime I am thankful. I LOVE it. I'm horse crazy.