Rocket my Dogs I am a proud new owner of a pair of black Dogs. They are black and the same Dogs I have in brown. I have gotten to the point where my feet can no longer take high heeled torture devices on the ends of my legs. Who decided that heels look good?

Vocabulary is killing me and I am finding out my boyfriend has a better capacity for words than I, myself, and my degree in Sociology posses. What a bummer. I have a plan of action however. I bought the snazzy book, Word Power, the other night at B & N and I'm now perusing its corse little pages, GRE BE WARNED! You stand no chance against me!!!  ¶ 11:42 PM