Kolby
I have a nasty little habit of wishing for things I don't have, including material goods and the occasional inconvenient or impossible item. Like someone else's hair or ass. *Sigh*, settling is less fun than a roadtrip with your "favorite" frenemy - you don't want to do it, in fact you'd love to tie her (or him, sure) to a guardrail and peel off down the road, cackling maniacally, while she (or he, why not?) sobs uncontrollably, tears staining her (HER, DAMMIT) cracked, sunburned face, while buzzards circle overhead and wild dogs salivate from the edge of the...wait, where was I?
Oh, yes, settling. You don't want to settle, but sometimes you have to do it to keep life rolling along. Ahem. Anyway, I was tickled to have the opportunity to create my very own holiday wish list, filled to the brim with goodies I drool over, and in some cases actually need. I was rather surprised by how completely affordable some of the items on my list turned out to be.
Never you fear, though, because this fancy schmance choo-choo veers straight off the rails before the end...
