Took the long way home through the park last night. It’s a pretty sweet drive through the hills, twisting and curving that way. Catching glimpses of the twinkling lights of the city below as you avoid falling to your death into a ravine at the wheel of a tonne of metal hurtling through space and […]
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It occurred to me fairly recently that I should probably finish my portfolio website redesign. It was started with great enthusiasm a few months ago, only to be abandoned half-way through when I got too busy with the one-too-many freelance jobs I foolishly kept taking on. I still want to show off some work, but […]
The first thing Montag did his first night home was pee on my pillows and poop on my amp.
Guess who came out of the dentist’s office with a No Cavities™ gold star?
Oh no! The Wet Dream Records ficticious bands record sleeves series is back.
As a warning, there are about a million photos in this post. Sorry. Last week necessitated a trip to the thrift stores. Not only had it been a while, but I was also looking to maybe add a couple of skirts to my wardrobe without having to spend real dollars, and maybe a small shelf […]
Just did some tweaks and updates to this here ol’ blog thing. Mainly a new header and new colour scheme, both of which I’m quite fond of.
SUPER MEGA PHOTO DUMP. You know, to sum up the past couple of months in an easy cop-out sort of way.
Here be a few select shots from the banquet celebrating Tommy + Bamboo’s forever alliance.
Figured out how to do double exposures in camera. I’m not sure what I would use that feature for, but now it is knowledge I possess. Who knows, come the zombie apocalypse, there might be a need for the walking stiff to remember their old forms by. Imagine? Zombie portrait with old self face in […]
When Paris first brought up the idea of doing Tough Mudder, I kinda laughed at her face and said HELL NO. So how I found myself plastered in mud after traipsing through 10.5 miles of ridiculous hills and silly obstacles, bleeding at the face and drinking a beer at Vail Lake is still beyond me […]
I told myself I wouldn’t cry. Then again, I wore heels so I kinda was asking for it.
It’s been a while. Here’s another volume of random shots festering on my phone and various random places on the internet, and possibly stolen from other people, too.
Oh look, these are from 2 weeks ago. To make matters worse, I only remembered about these because of UFC 166 happening tomorrow. I’m a terrible excuse of a human meat bag.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that I am probably the best date I will ever have. I’m cheap and don’t need much: I eat whatever’s available, pay for my own, and open doors myself. With that said, I can’t fix car problems, like when my radiator water reservoir thing blew up and broke […]
It’s my Ma’s birthday today. In an effort to get her something other than yarn or kurtis, I got her a tomato plant. Yes, I am gifting her something I can benefit from. I never said I was a good daughter.
Things have a way to catch up with you and re-arrange your current priorities in a major sort of way.
If there is one thing I’m good at, it’s being ungood ((technical term)) at bowling. Last time I went, the first ball I threw went not straight down the lane as it should have, but over the three lanes over to the left instead. Just ask Michelle, she was there. It was a thing that […]
Everyone needs a little ginger pussy in their lives, and I’m not trying to be funny ((just kidding, I totally am.)) but no one would have been better suited to adopt as such than Tresa and Jisela. I’ve long come to terms that there are more cats in my life than there are people. And […]
Here’s a sneaky phone photo from when I went to see World’s End on Saturday. I spent most of the weekend working on projects I am not allowed to show yet, so this is all you get.