I feel like I've just came out of a washing machine (i haven't stepped into one YET but there's no better way to describe the feeling) - tumbling, rolling, sometimes you're up, after 2 seconds, down again, up - down, now you get it. What's good with a washing machine though is that the clothes come out clean and in their best squeeky form after a wacky ride.
Life is a washing machine - there goes my meaning of life, after 22 years of existence.
I got the photos today from Money Talks during the Blogging for Money Seminar. Ahh, good times. I love it when my brain acts like a sponge.
I won tickets to The Kingdom premiere night which i enjoyed last Monday. good times, indeed.