Update

I've been informed by a fellow blogger or two that I seem to have become obsolete out here in Blogspace. So what 's the dealy-o? Well, some may refer to me as a "Lazy-Blogger." Others may have mistakenly assumed that I am far too busy... Well, neither description is entirely correct. I have always cataloged myself as an inadvertent blogger, the unambitious variety. One who is more entertained by the compelling candor found on the more generously-adorned domains. You know the type(s) with their slideshows, cutesy backgrounds, recent family photos, Jonas Brothers music playlists, paying advertisers, anxious fan clubs, blogstalkers, etc. I have none of these things. I wouldn't mind any one of them, but life is about priorities.

For example, sometimes my toenails come first. I'm a little obsessed with the French manicure. It's been going on for over a year now, and I'm afraid to admit that I sometimes can't sleep at night without my piglets in perfect order. We're talking decals and the whole nine yards. A few late nights, folks. A few late nights...


Not bad for an amateur, eh?


Just don't get Rhett started... Don't even get him started...















And then there is the matter of my new set of wheels. I've recently taken up the sport of cycling. Meet my new best friend. A Fuji newest 2.0 starter road bike with 24 gears, toe baskets, extra brakes (for novices), and totally decent components.














I love to ride and have been known to associate with a biker's gang these past few months. Yah, don't mess with us. We've got primary teachers, relief society secretaries, bishopric-counselor's-wives, and apartment dwellers, just to name a few. I would post the picture of my new biker tat, but it would be inappropriate.



What else. Uh, I turned 28 a few weeks back and am still in mourning. That sucks. Went to my 10-year high school reunion as well. What a delight... Guess I'm not the biggest tool in my graduating class. I'm also not in Law school or finishing rotations in any hospitals either. Yep, I'm content with my mediocrity.
Just some LHS '98 cuties. I mean , hot mommas.
(Sorry, Meag. I've totally pirated your pictures)


















Other than that, there's not much else left to say. Well besides this:



A) Eagerly anticipated. Over-hyped (disappointing).












B) Over-glorified. Way!











C) I've said too much.