FAIL.


I think they saw right through to my intense dislike of sales and people in general. It's ok. Ben bought me Feel Better Cupcakes. CUPCAKES ARE BETTER THAN A JOB.

At least Ohio has an OPH.


Lunch was followed by another trip to a farm. This is about as exciting as things get.






In the end, Ben's search for the perfect hangy plant took him to Home Depot.

Mmmm...bread pudding.

Having fun at Fleurs de Fete. "Hur hur hur. I'm sophisticated. I do this every weekend. Hur hur."


Random bell tower.

Field trip to a farm.






Ben looking shady.

After playing with my Buffy Sims for five hours I decided to take a drive and see if I could successfully navigate my way around without ending up in Kentucky. (Check out Spike's pink Speedo.)




Here's our quaint li'l apartment. Kind of makes me feel like I live in the Deep South.




Beautiful Ohio.


There are no Corey-marts here. Just Kroger, which kind of sounds like the head of a German POW camp.


There is a mall, which has elite, high-priced stores like this one.


This is the closest thing I've found to Thai food.


But my favorite place is the Drug Mart. DRUG MART??


Speaking of, I've been so proud of Ben for keeping his promise to not smoke inside the apartment. Unfortunately he never empties his ashtray. Mmm mmm, cancer-y goodness.

FOR MOM:

Swans are evil, ok? Look, they even have evil-eye markings.


But one of the geese came over and listened to me practice. He told me that my E's were a little sharp. I told him that I was going to eat him.


Mmmm...bite size.


And this was the rest of my day.

Ben made something called pizza à la Fred.






This is the "give me something with pinks, purples, and blues" arrangement. Flowers...unknown.

Dayton is largely like certain parts of Michigan.


Except with mansions and left turns.


The view from the patio. Aww. That's nice.














Intimate toilet setup.


One of the highlights of dinner.


Which made up for the fact that I had Arby's for lunch.