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Jul. 1st, 2007 07:07 pmI'm sure I've mentioned how much I like my camera. I really like it. Lots. I particularly like the fact that I can take three thousand (not an actual count, but close) pictures of my cat for the two that don't look shitty. I need to figure out how to get the whites not-blown-out, though. As you might reasonably expect, pictures on flickr.
Didn't accomplish much else today. Was going to have the boy do Nick's feet but he was at church instead. Pulled thirteen dollars worth of weeds out of the field (at a penny a weed). Lala can put it on my tab. She's losing weight like nobody's business, has dropped sixteen pounds. Maybe if I didn't sit on my ass all day and ate less, I'd lose some weight, too... but I bet good genes would help more. The entire Gothie side of the family, all the fucking women are sticks. It's horrible. They're all slight things, flat front-to-back, and I look like a damn cow next to them (although you can tell I'm not really a cow because I can't stick my tongue up my nose.). It's irritating as all hell.
Didn't accomplish much else today. Was going to have the boy do Nick's feet but he was at church instead. Pulled thirteen dollars worth of weeds out of the field (at a penny a weed). Lala can put it on my tab. She's losing weight like nobody's business, has dropped sixteen pounds. Maybe if I didn't sit on my ass all day and ate less, I'd lose some weight, too... but I bet good genes would help more. The entire Gothie side of the family, all the fucking women are sticks. It's horrible. They're all slight things, flat front-to-back, and I look like a damn cow next to them (although you can tell I'm not really a cow because I can't stick my tongue up my nose.). It's irritating as all hell.