Fair and gentle readers,

I invite you to take a guess as to what this is:




Stumped?

It's the scariest sperm ever. It is. And it was swimming towards a gigantic egg. I shit you not.

We were on South Street in Philadelphia yesterday after we stoped at Pat's for an authentic cheesesteak. It's so amazing, the shops. I was entirely too poor-- I can't wait to go back. That picture was taken in the CondomKingdom. Big, plastic, pink and blue sperm hung all over the ceiling. Yes.

Also, if you want to find some absolutely to die for jewelry, go to Mineralistic. I hardly wear jewelry. It's not my thing. This place had me salivating. It's all rock-and-gem based jewelry, very reasonably priced. They also have excellent collectibles, assorted pagan stuff (gemstone wands, crystal balls, chalices), dreamcatchers, daggers, and fantasy art. I need to go back there. I do. I want one of the amber necklaces like burning. When I get paid... *sigh* It was too beautiful.

I did, however, have enough to get these earrings:



They're so unique and gorgeous.


Anyway, we were in Philly because Rac lives in Cherry Hill, NJ, and she needed to pick up her car.

( Three assorted roadtrip-type pics...Collapse )

Now I have to catch up on comments, catch up on homework, eat something, and hopefully get ahold of Mike, who I missed dearly last night.

Ta.

Michael,

It's official.


I'm leaving you for Josh Groban.


<3,
Christina