Glares Gunning

Welcome to the Wild West!

This here is your guide, Checkered Sue.

She'll lead ya'll right on over to the waterin' hole.

Because this is Arizona, and we totally still talk like this...

while glaring meaningfully into the camera.

Maybe one of these days I'll move away, stand up straight, and/or smile, but...

this is kinda more fun.

A Theme.

115 degrees, people. Celsius! Okay, Fahrenheit, but still.

Creativity is apparently not my summer strong point. I am a delicate flower. I wilt. 

(and, ahem, whine.)

Finding metallic leather Birks for $10 at a local hippie resale emporium, however,

...yeah, I rock. Plus, they go with everything!

Just ask me. :)

How is your summer going?! 

Should we hit up Australia or New Zealand first?

Night Owl

Hey, guess what! I wore clothes today and here is the proof.

Sounds like a new tagline/mission statement/political party to me!

Happy Saturday!

On Going Rouge

These 100+ degree highs make it so I don't want to wear clothes, anymore.

Obviously, I still do, because I still have to go to the office,

but only because I have to.

and the SUN. has anyone else noticed that the sun never goes away, anymore?!

I keep getting home around 9, because the sun keeps messing with me.

that's right.

a big ball of gas is picking on me.

From here on out, I am making this pledge:

I will suck it up, wear clothes, and provide photographic proof

because that's how we do.

TAKE THAT, SUN!

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