I have a secret. It’s a wee one, one you might have too. I didn’t save Bug’s tumor in a jar, although I’m quite sure you know that I asked the vet if I could. It isn’t that I volunteer for people to test out their phlebotomy skills on my pale arms, although I’ve been [...]
Category Archives: blaahging
Photographic memories
01.07.10 –
I’d like to start posting some pictures here. A new camera will do that to you, once you figure out what aperture means. And that it’s always smart to remove the lens cap.
I’m having a little trouble that I’m hoping you can help me with. Oh sage Internets, ye of advice on the more considerable [...]
Considering breaking a bottle of champagne against the monitor, but I might just drink it instead
06.23.08 –
I picture that one day when I have a place of my own, one that fits me and has the colors and furniture to suit me, that I’ll want to linger in every corner. I’ll lie in the middle of the bed and marvel at shades of taupe, pinch myself that the bedside lamps are [...]