How about I have ADD and leave my heart out of this...

So I saw this quote by Henri Frederic Amiel. (Apparently, we all know you can't trust the internet much)

"If you want to know where your heart is, look at where your mind goes when it wanders" 

Okay, so I thought about it and this is it. 

Am I listening to Mozart or Schubert right now? (Don't judge me)
Will these sleeping pills work?
Wonder if I should go make popcorn.
I should have bought Nutella.
Run.
Oh my, pretty shoes.
I want a monkey thought translator, a monkey named Steve and a secret lab. I have to stop watching Cloudy with a chance of meatballs...
Wonder what my dogs would tell me if I had a dog thought translator
Oh look, texts from my dog.
Wow, Freud doesn't seem like such a nice person.
My throat hurts, wonder what disease is killing me according to Google. 
Skinner wasn't a nice person either... 
People are weird... 

SO what the hell does that say about where my heart goes?
ADD, that's what it says.

Yup, my life is complicated...

I'm so confused. I don't know what to do.

Blue October will be in NYC in... October and I can't decide if I want to go watch them perform or rather go to Comic con.

I could possibly just go to both events or pretend that I never knew about it and buy shoes.

Comic con, Blue October or these Louboutins?

Such a tough decision...

They just multiplied... Like rabbits...Silly rabbits

My shoes multiplied... I seriously didn't know that I brought so many shoes to the USA.
My biggest bag isn't big enough to contain such beauty and wonder! I only bought two pairs since I've been here, which I personally think is a HUGE achievement.

Since I apparently also have more  handbags and clothes than I assumed, I need a few strong guys to help me move. Any volunteers? I will uh, reward you...

So much for being a strong independent woman...

Tragedy strikes...

It's a tragic day...
I have somehow lost a pair of shoes...

I cannot figure out how one can misplace a pair of shoes?
I think it was revenge of the super bugs... They stole my shoes...

So I had to replace them... Obviously...

The bug saga...

So, as mentioned before, there was a killer bug on the loose in our apartment.

My roommate and I were staring at this bug for a good 30 minutes, trying to figure out what we're going to do about it... I even decided to blog about it before we take action...

We couldn't go to bed with a murderous mutant in our apartment, it could have killed us in our sleep.

We ended up looking for insect killer, which we didn't have in the apartment. 

Going to the store to buy some was out of the question, since you don't leave a bug that size alone... It might crawl into a hiding place and ambush us.

So we made a plan... A stylish plan...

Spray the sucker with hairspray and then squash it with a shoe... 

Not just any shoe, three inch heels.

After much girly screaming, freaking out, retreating and attacking, we succeeded. 

Hopefully this isn't a common occurrence, I don't want to ruin pretty shoes.

I think it's going to kill us...

There is a gigantic bug in our apartment at the moment..
Gigantic is an understatement, this is a super bug, it's the mother of all bugs... It's the size of a baby elephant...

It's probably a mutant due to some radiation exposure...
Would love to post a picture of it...But I'm not going to risk my life by getting to close to the demon, since it might have developed some super bug  powers that could possibly kill us...

Shoes are from the devil!!

My feet have died a cruel and painful death...
I had to wear shoes that were a size and a half too small.
I actually don't know how I got my fit into the first place anyway..

I think my love for shoes has faded a bit.
Painful, beautiful creations of the devil!!

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