***VICTORIA'S SECRET... GHETTO FAB-U-LOUS!!***

So, the woman and I are sitting on our busted couch watching the Victoria's Secret fashion show (and for some strange reason, this wasn't even my idea... yeah, I know what you all are thinking)... and is it just me, or did Victoria's Secret become kinda, I dunno, ghetto? Have I just been under a rock for the past few years, or did Ghetto become the new `in' thing?

And that's exactly why we moved OUT of the ghetto into much posher surroundings... I can even sit on my balcony at night, see stars (for those that live in Austin, little lights in the night sky), and I can even hear the creek (or bog, haven't seen it yet...) running after all the 18 wheelers finally pass by our apartment. We jumped up considerably... considering Kris's last apartment was an entire 451 square feet, we've jumped into almost a thousand square foot apartment. We don't even have enough crap to go in that place! I can walk to bed without tripping over... well... whatever. And I intend on keeping it that way this time.

More to come...