I'll Be Alright

It's not so bad out here on my own.

Making mail runs twice a week, I could get used to that for sure.

I believe my success is happening
starting to happen
happening now.

Aside from the fact that we may finally begin to come around to that ice age we're long overdue for, I'm not excited for fall or winter. I'm not ready to give up on summer yet. I want to keep my legs bare, my hair blowing in the breeze, my swimsuit smelling like chlorine and freedom. Next week it will be in the 80's and I intend to be outside every day in personal protest. Take that, seasons. Another protest? Keeping my super pale pastel locks for another month.

Starbucks has pumpkin spice already. Hobby Lobby has had Christmas trees since the end of June. Stop trying to make winter happen. It's not going to happen.
Can't you guys just relax and let us enjoy our Christmas carols about snow when it's NOT 100 DEGREES OUTSIDE? Give me one more month. By Halloween I'll be ready for fall. Shit.

My cosplay endeavor this year...

If I could just find the right bodysuit, I'd be set. Making the light up ball and mods will be fun. My first choice was Cortana, but it seems that most people who dress as her really don't "dress" in anything. They body paint the blue lines on and just go on their merry way. Myself and my lack of suitable abs decided we'd rather show a little butt meat instead and cover up the less defined tummy parts. Who doesn't love glowing blue hip tattoos?


Next goal: doing my very best to promote my pretty purple haired self at as many events as possible during Fall. REAL Fall. I've got a new line of Lego jewelry and an arsenal of beautiful magic rocks to back me up, I can't help but sell.

This is what I'm doing with my life

MOON.