Vortexia's Secret

i'm here.  i'm still alive!  and i am noticing that the blogger people apparently couldn't last a day without me.  they got so incredibly bored and full of despair that they changed up the stupid interface thing again.  i'm a simple girl.  just give me a way to share my thoughts and master plans with the world and i'm content.  i don't need all this hoopla.  although i guess you can pretty much guarantee that the next time i have no idea what to post about, it will be multi-colored, possibly with bullets and varying fonts and colors and useless pictures.  i say useless because they probably won't be what you're wanting in the form of pictures.  and by that i mean, it probably won't be the boob shots that were requested in the previous post's comment section.  i got in trouble the last time a picture resembled a boob shot, and it wasn't even a purposeful boob shot.  it was an 'i was way too tired to be taking pictures and had a lapse in judgement' kind of boob shot.  but i digress...
 
from what, i don't know.  anyway.  i'm still here.  still alive.  gorged myself silly last night on all the meat, dessert, wine, and coffee that i could eat and drink in one sitting... which is a pretty hefty amount considering my small size.  i've always said that i look small but pack a mean punch.  that goes for food as well.  there were quite a few men admiring me.  partly because of my eating prowess, and partly because of the devastatingly sexy dress i was wearing.  one with a low neckline that confirmed that my girls are growing up... and out... and toward each other.  lmao, i'm a proud boobies mama.  ohhhhhhhh man.  you can clearly see that i'm delirious and will later regret 99% of what i say.  but isn't that the beauty of the blog?  publicly humiliating yourself on a daily basis?  ah yes, it's what makes our blogging community great.  we all say things we shouldn't and then support each other in those poor decisions.  oh well. 
 
the comments from the previous post were very amusing.  oh, and i'll pass on the man bras.  i knew james had to have been working on a new hobby during all his time without the internet.  little did i know that i was the target of this hobby.  and thanks to everyone else for the comments that made me smile :)  i'll try to be coherent tomorrow...
 
P.S. Keep them in your prayers.