So, I know it's been awhile...

I realized today, as I was posting yet another photo on my blog, that this has become a bit of a photo blog. Not intentional, I just haven't had much to say lately. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, it just means that my life hasn't been very interesting lately. Oh, I've been entertaining, yes...I've even resorted to sticking my tongue out in my sleep, and last night I made myself a little bit ill with Oreo cookies, but that's about as exciting as it gets for me these days.

I haven't had any complaints sofar, so I assume that everyone enjoys the photos...feel free to let me know if you miss the text. I may or may not pay attention.

Circus From Hell
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Corporate Pizza

Corporate Pizza
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Putting cheese pizza under a stack of 12 other pizzas isn't a great idea.

Dream Big!

Saturday night I dreamt about showing someone how far I could stick my tongue out. I woke up licking my chin. So glad no one saw that.

Play Time
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Mysterious Trees
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The Morning After
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Digital camera? Check. Crazy party? Check. Mirror first thing the next morning? Check.

HA!!!
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Well, there was a band, and beer...and by the time I took this picture, it was dark outside. What can I say?

Birthday Class
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Here's a picture of Jenny. There's no denying this girl knows how to party in style.

Would ya cut the cake already???

I went to Portland last weekend for two of my sisters' birthday. One turned 29, the other 30. When all was said and done, everyone had a fabulous time. There was a band and beer. Lots of beer. Really, there wasn't an excuse to be found for not having fun. Among the highlights of the evening:

1. Overhearing one of my sisters, "When he drinks, he gets aggressive...sexually."
2. Dad telling everyone that I have a foot fetish. Which I don't.
3. Family friend puts his arm around me, and says, "You're a lot hotter when I'm drunk."

Ta-da!

Pictures to follow...and not of that, perv.

The wheels on the bus

The wheels on the bus
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5????

5????
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Just when you thought it could get no worse...

GAH!!!

GAH!!!
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This kitten is so freakishly cute, that I want to scream!

Language Arts. Or, the art of my foul language.

I've come to realize that I say the eff word a lot, and think it even more. Take this morning, for example. I'm walking along the sidewalk, and I see a man come out of a garage door opening on the side of a building. I keep walking. He sees me coming. He just watches me, while I continue on my path. Down the sidewalk. The sidewalk that runs parallel to the building. The building with that garage door. I'm walking in front of said garage door, when I look over to see a forklift coming right at me, full speed. The guy driving the forklift honks at me, after I'm out of the way. I gave the first guy a dirty look, but I don't think it had much affect on account of my sexy sunglasses. That's alright...what I was thinking...what I was really thinking behind that dirty look which was behind the sexy sunglasses was, "Thank you, Sir. Thank you for telling me there was a fucking tractor coming at me all ready to sever my shit off. Christ."

This is just one example of why I'm certain to see all of my wonderful, yet heathen friends in the afterlife.

She's Such a Betty.

H: John and I were having a discussion about the definition of a "Betty" yesterday.
Me: And what did you come up with?
H: Gwen Stefani and Missy Elliott would be Betties. Britney Spears? Not so much.
Me: So, what's the definition?
H: Y'know, a girl who's tough. Someone who's not afraid to take care of themselves.
Me: A girl who's not afraid to smoke a cigar?
H: Exactly.
Me: I wonder if I could be considered a Betty? At least an Up-and-coming Betty, maybe.
H: Definitely. You're the best kind of Betty. You're a Betty who cooks.

Punchline.

Punchline.
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You see this? Yeah. This is QFC single-handedly justifying that dent in my bank account.

Just Cuz

City Reflection
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Here's a picture I took in Vancouver earlier in the year. I think it's a pretty neat shot, even though it wasn't taken with my spiffy new camera.

Mmmm. Paella!

Mmmm. Paella!
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Need I say more?

Data Bitch
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This is The Data Bitch. I feel pretty confident in this assessment. I'm sure I first heard the phrase either from The Data Bitch himself, or from The Data Boss.

The things that I see

Data Beast
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Here is the first picture on my new camera! I'd like you all to meet The Data Beast. The Data Beast should never be confused with The Data Bitch.