Actually, life has been getting back to a normal state of weirdness lately. I'd blog more about it but 1) I'm tired and only got 4 hours of decent sleep last night, 2) I do not want to harsh my zen, and 3) these pics pretty much sum things up, except for the bazillions of photos I still need to go through (omg 360+ GB, I am not joking). Pics are small here because I'm being perverse with the not-wanting-people-to-gank-and-embiggen. Well, kinda. They're small mainly because I don't want to mess with post-processing, because I'm detailed and picky ('cos I'm a Virgo) and I don't have time for it but I still want to share and... well, here.
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| Here fishy fishy fishy... |
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| This is not my dog. He's awfully funny sometimes. |
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| I so almost bought this. For reals. |
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Screenshot of a highlight I made on my
Galaxy Note while reading in the Kindle app.
Only a year left in my contract before I
get the iPhone 6. I love the G-Note except
I'm too busy to mess with the intricacies,
plus the keyboard makes typing awkward. |
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Our resident hawk. He'd just flown up here.
He doesn't like hip hop. Not from booming cars, anyway. |
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It took me three weeks to pick up a registered mail package.
Three. Weeks. Of not knowing where it was, and of general
incompetence from postal workers. This love note was written
and dropped in the inside mail slot during week two's visit.
Oh, and I did drop off my orange card. After I took photos
of both the front and back of it. Grrr. Stabby. |
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Fit Fish (blackened rainbow trout) at Fish City Grill.
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