I Wish.

I wish I were more outgoing
I wish I had more friends
I wish I had more confidence
I wish I had more self-esteem
I wish I were skinny
I wish I wasn't so ugly
I wish I wasn't such a loser
I wish I was smarter
I wish I had more wit
I wish I was more creative
I wish I didn't want the things that I want
I wish I had a voice

I wish I felt more relevant
I wish I wasn't so lonely

I wish my bed would stop spinning
And my mind would stop thinking
So that I won't feel so bad
About getting up today
Knowing I'm me

I wish.

Philly Lovin'

While I was back home in PA, an exciting thing happened [at least to Phillie fans] when the World Series trophy, won by the most awesome team in baseball, [the Phillies, if you couldn't figure that out] came to town. Apparently when a team wins it all, the trophy goes on tour so that the fans can admire it and relive the awesome season, the "perfect" season. [cuz honestly, any year your team wins it all, it's perfect]. Well the trophy came to Allentown, and since I had nothing else to do, I went with my mom and some of her old geezer friends to go see the trophy, and to better yet, meet the Philly Phanatic, who apparently also travels with the trophy. Apparently we were on the local news too. I didn't get to see it, since I was probably too busy watching NCIS [which is quickly becoming my new favorite procedural drama].

Me standing awkwardly with the trophy.

But a thumbs up with the Phanatic.

Random Photo From a While Ago

Max, exhausted, on Christmas Day, after we unwrapped presents and wrapped him up with left over ribbon.

Who Wants a Hot Dog?

Would you like it with ketchup?


or mustard?

Or one of both?

I can't get over how terrified and bewildered Max looks (the ketchup hot dog). He's basically resigned himself to the fact that we have put him in this costume, and he is silently pleading to please, pretty please, take him out of this damn thing. Luke, on the other hand, got really frisky when we put him in it, he is such an attention whore, so much so, that anything that gets him the slightest big of attention is alright by him.

To sum up:

Best. Christmas. Gift. Ever.