I constantly have things that I want to post to this site...but I don't have the pictures to go with them. LOL I guess I'm waaayyy too used to having an actual journal instead of a photoblog/videoblog.

visual blogging takes much more work...you actually have to take the time to *gasp* pick up a camera instead of just logging on and writing some quick words. I will get used to it, tho.

Linus beats the shit out of me on a daily bases. purring away, and all the sudden he bites my cheek...but its the hand battles that are the most fun (and the most destructive to my poor skin). I always lose. but I can't get mad at him, 'cause HEY!! I started it!!

why do people feel the need to fill silence with noise?

pet peeve: people who talk just to talk because they can't stand a quiet room. if you don't actually have something to say, then SHUT UP! silence does not intimidate or scare me...why does it scare you?

I don't know why, but I like this picture of me. my nostrils look huge and my eyes look sleepy and its the same damn pose I always do when self photo-ing...but still, I likey. enough to put it on my about page.

I have been after my doctor for YEARS to remove this wart mole thing from my face. I've had it since high school, and its always bothered me. I usually shopped it out from photos. LOL now I need to no more, because Cousin It is GONE!! (you can see the red dot from the "surgery" in the second piccy)

this is what I look like after working my ass off on ye ole elliptical machine. its good to sweat...too bad it only takes me ten minutes to get in this state. LOL I seriously need some damn stamina.

all of these photos involve a tad bit of alcohol...eh, unfortunately, I'm the drunkard in every one. both in front of and behind ye ole camera.

I do have to say tho...the first picture of Doug is the EXACT same face he made when I took the furminator to his chesty hairs. yes. I really did. and it was quite funny. (torture isn't just reserved for the cat OR the guinea pigs. I am indescriminate!)

today is Doug and I's anniversary...7 YEAR anniversary! and in all that time, I can only remember two "knock down blowout at this moment I hate you" fights.

now, you might find it odd and a tad unromantic that I would even bring that up...but to me? it is a testimate to just how much we love and respect each other.

we don't snap, we don't yell, we don't talk down to each other. we tease and laugh and love. we genuinely enjoy each other. and considering how extemely rare that is...its well worth bragging about.