high heels, mormans, educated posts?

High heels... walking tons and getting lost in the streets of washington? Good Idea? NO
My feet are officially giving up on me... I like HAVE to wear socks just to get the damn swelling down. Big Foot is my middle name now, screw the Sólveig, unless it means HUGES FEET! So yea, Hildur decided to go a new way home... not get off at the metro station that I used last time, but another one. Stupid stupid stupid. I knew I should´ve asked directions before I started my wandering. AND WANDERING I DID. I like basically walked a circle around the place where I´m staying. What a bright little girl... walking in her high healed shoes, dying of heat.
I MUST HAVE BEEN SO PRETTY.
Well, I can tell you something new that I did this evening. I prayed with Mormans. Never has that happened... Dagný, this is all your fault. I jinxed myself because you didn´t wish me luck with them! Whoa man. Maybe I´ll come back to Iceland as a Morman. HAHAH! That would be pretty awesome... eh?
Well, I´m totally in the blogging mood these days, so ya´ll better keep up! God forbid you guys miss some of my immensly knowledgable thoughts.
taha!
Hilds