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edenfallingFor anyone who was wondering what I look like: two self-portraits, taken this evening on my back porch. The first one faces south toward the mulberry tree; the second faces north toward Downstairs Neighbor S's garage. Normally I’d be wearing black or silver earrings, but I wore white ones today to go with the red shirt in honor of the 4th of July. :-)
(As I say in my profile, I have “short brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, a tendency to flush heavily for no apparent reason, and an overall terribly average appearance." I suspect these photos also fall into the long list of ones that don’t manage to capture my smile without making me look like an idiot. Ah well, such is life.)
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In other real life news, I did not actually get back to working on the "Secrets" epilogue. Instead, I walked into town with the intention of buying a BLT from Jimmy Johns (a local cheap sandwich outlet), but somehow ended up buying a loaf of sourdough and a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone at Collegetown Bagels instead. Whoops! (I blamesnacky's ice cream deathmatch. Totally not my fault.) Then I took a nap when I got home, because fuck summer. No season needs to be over 75 degrees Fahrenheit. Ever. There is no acceptable excuse.
My feet are slightly blistered since I wore sandals for the walk and I have to break my feet in anew every year, but eh, whatever. I have to get that done at some point. It might as well be now, especially since I have tomorrow off from work as well.
(As I say in my profile, I have “short brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, a tendency to flush heavily for no apparent reason, and an overall terribly average appearance." I suspect these photos also fall into the long list of ones that don’t manage to capture my smile without making me look like an idiot. Ah well, such is life.)
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In other real life news, I did not actually get back to working on the "Secrets" epilogue. Instead, I walked into town with the intention of buying a BLT from Jimmy Johns (a local cheap sandwich outlet), but somehow ended up buying a loaf of sourdough and a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone at Collegetown Bagels instead. Whoops! (I blame
snacky's ice cream deathmatch. Totally not my fault.) Then I took a nap when I got home, because fuck summer. No season needs to be over 75 degrees Fahrenheit. Ever. There is no acceptable excuse.My feet are slightly blistered since I wore sandals for the walk and I have to break my feet in anew every year, but eh, whatever. I have to get that done at some point. It might as well be now, especially since I have tomorrow off from work as well.
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Date: 2013-07-05 05:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-07-05 05:40 am (UTC)You should see the five photo attempts that I didn't post! I am not anywhere near as bad as my Aunt Cara (who adopts a rictus grin the moment she knows she's being photographed) or my mom (who tends to look terribly pained), but I share their tendency to look best in candid photos that I don't know are being taken. I think it is a Culmer woman genetic trait, along with our shared facial structure. *wry* (In contrast, Vicky and my dad are both annoyingly photogenic.)