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F'ing exhausted. Here's some pictures I took today--WITH MY BRAND NEW DIGITAL CAMERA. That's right, Dewey. I finally bought one.
My kitty baby! I love Hermes. He follows me around and makes me hold him. I've spoiled him so badly already.
Jessica and her cleaning gloves, just before starting to wash dishes. Or something. I forget.
Hermes sleeping. He and Taurus were sickly today. He's using his foot like a pillow and it was adorable.
A closer shot of Hermes sleeping with his foot. Oddly enough, it came out blue. But it looks cool.
Jeze walking out of the kitchen eating a french fry. I was playing around with borders on the camera and just snapped whatever I could.
Me glaring at Jeze as I let her play with the camera. I forget why I was glaring.
Me laughing in the process of calling Michael a jackass. He was making faces at me to get me to smile normally for the camera instead of glare.
Giant dog Jack hanging out by the back door.
Taurus, the evil cat, napping in a corner.
Michael, just after flipping me off.
Michael's ghetto booty, striking a pose.
Michael, making Jeze and I sick by showing off how skinny he is. The bastard.
Sorry for my absence most of this week. I've been killing myself with schoolwork and harassing Hermes. But more about that once I've slept long enough for a real update.
Also, I've been thinking. About friendships. And I'm really sad that there are some people that I'm not close to, that I would love to be. I don't know what to do about it. I feel like I'm stupid in wanting to be close to these people, because they obviously don't give two craps about being close to me, and yet I can't help but feel sad when I look at LJ entries and whatnot from them or see them on campus. Damn.
My kitty baby! I love Hermes. He follows me around and makes me hold him. I've spoiled him so badly already.
Jessica and her cleaning gloves, just before starting to wash dishes. Or something. I forget.
Hermes sleeping. He and Taurus were sickly today. He's using his foot like a pillow and it was adorable.
A closer shot of Hermes sleeping with his foot. Oddly enough, it came out blue. But it looks cool.
Jeze walking out of the kitchen eating a french fry. I was playing around with borders on the camera and just snapped whatever I could.
Me glaring at Jeze as I let her play with the camera. I forget why I was glaring.
Me laughing in the process of calling Michael a jackass. He was making faces at me to get me to smile normally for the camera instead of glare.
Giant dog Jack hanging out by the back door.
Taurus, the evil cat, napping in a corner.
Michael, just after flipping me off.
Michael's ghetto booty, striking a pose.
Michael, making Jeze and I sick by showing off how skinny he is. The bastard.
Sorry for my absence most of this week. I've been killing myself with schoolwork and harassing Hermes. But more about that once I've slept long enough for a real update.
Also, I've been thinking. About friendships. And I'm really sad that there are some people that I'm not close to, that I would love to be. I don't know what to do about it. I feel like I'm stupid in wanting to be close to these people, because they obviously don't give two craps about being close to me, and yet I can't help but feel sad when I look at LJ entries and whatnot from them or see them on campus. Damn.