Wow, you guys really like "oops" and I must thank you for that! And maybe it doesn't count since I was wearing a shirt, but I remember when my bra strap busted years ago when I was out shopping with my dad. Just picture me crossing my arms under my breasts, trying to offer them support in hopes that no one would notice (and of course my friend's mom walked right up to me). Eeks! At least it wasn't some cute guy. Damn boobs. . .

But I dunno, I feel the pic actually reveals a lot about my personality, for better or for worse. Sure I like to tease a little, but in the end I remain extremely shy and perhaps a bit too worried about people seeing the real me. I imagine i carry that expression in real life all the time, lol.

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Wow, I'm so not used to summer in the desert, but at least I knew I'd be in for it! The sun is beating down and the bugs sing as loudly here in the day as they do at night back in the midwest.

Speaking of singing, we've got those music channels with our cable. You know, the ones that specialize in one genre or another. And since I've been spending a lot of time alone at home lately I've been listening to a lot of music from the 80's and 90's. It's been an interesting alternative to the mind-numbing schlock they have on TV.

Some of it I haven't heard since it was popular, which may have been a good thing. Strange how I tend to carry such strong associations with certain songs even so many years later. Not so sure if I like it, lol.

But yeah, I just know I can handle life much better now that I can sit through a playing of Mariah Carey's "Fantasy" without puking. Yeah. Maybe I should turn the music off and go back to listening to the bugs.

On the same note, I need to get that damned Macarena song out of my head.

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