Vortexia's Secret

so you know that from time to time i like to dazzle you with my witty reparte about the TV crap that i watch. so first of all, i would like to talk to the people at playtex bras. i'm just curious... you act all happy skippy that you are accomodating people's boobs by offering half sizes. but you only have up to b and a half. so what about the c and a half or d and a half? i would think we bigger boobs would need it even more because the differences start to get even bigger. like they think, well you have big boobs or WAY bigger boobs, and anything in between can just squish into a teensier size or rattle around in a too-big bra. but i won't give you too much grief since i've never bought a bra from you anyway. and i have a favorite that fits and is pretty. the only problem is that they don't make it in black or red. i think every girl should have at least skin, black, and red colored bras. for some reason, though, it's hard to find classy red bras. it's kind of sad really. luckily, i found one that's decent, but the underwire in the middle digs into my sternum/ribcage thingy. (that's the technical term according to somebody who's taken multiple bio classes, anatomy&physiology, and was pre-med bound.) and i have grown to hate my black bra. i really need to go bra shopping. anybody wanna come with?

and in other news, the redneck on wife swap isn't such a redneck. he's forced to do everything his wife does at home and realizes that he's an ass and makes his wife do WAAAAY too much. so he has a break down and apologizes about it. now if it lasts for more than the show, who knows. but at least it's a start. i certainly hope it stuck... he was much sweeter when he respected women. as a rule, rednecks and i don't really mix. unfortunately, mayhem has a few of those in his family tree. since i'm not family yet i've played nice, but at times i've been screaming and pulling my hair out on the inside as i smiled on the outside.

and in just a little more news, i saw a commercial for the bachelor and just need to say this... i have no idea how people on the bachelor think they can find their soulmate and spouse. ok, reality check here people, it's TV. and the guy is dating like 20 other women at once. and he will only look good on TV if he acts like he loves all of you. not to mention that you are all just feeding his fantasy by flaunting it all and giggling at the pool with him. he's drooling over all of you, and right in front of you... he does not only have eyes for you. he is a horny guy, just like all the others, so the chance to make out and grope every single one of you does seem appealing whether or not you are sane or a crazed bitch. anyway, i think it's all pretty stupid, so whatever. if you want to do it, then i hope that you get at least one modeling gig out of it.

ok, and finally, this is an upsetting piece of news. a marine (or other military person) died in enemy fire in the battle in fallujah on the same day that his wife gave birth to his first child, a son. and he died before he could hear that his child had been born, that it was a boy, and that he was healthy. i cannot even begin to imagine how painful that must be. painful for everyone. that baby boy will never grow to know his father. his wife will never get to see her husband again. she will never be able to fully embrace his birthday because her husband died that day. and they looked SO YOUNG! i know i'm definitely not an objective observer of any of it since my best friend is over there, so i'll just leave it all at that.