LJ is still being a bitch. I've managed to stay online for awhile now - long enough for some new icons. Yayness!
Oh, and Tove sent me some more pics from this Christmas, this time with my uncles new daughters, born on the 4th of July this summer. Figured I'd post 'em.
Me and Sara, the oldest (I think). One of the very few pics in existance where I'm holding a baby.
And this is me and the other one, Linnea. Blurry, I know, but I'm thinking this might be the only one in my family who'll pass the smiling-like-a-loon torch on.
I've never been a fan of babies (come on, the spontaneous puking...), but after witnessing them "seeing" each other for the first time, I've come to be quite fond of them. Just don't expect me to go get some of my own.
I've been listening an awful lot to Drunk Kid Catholic by bright Eyes the last couple of days. There is one line that sticks in my head especially:
They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves
But I'm working allo weekend, I need to get paid
Over and out.