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[which_chick]

Next weekend, when I am lost in the wilderness during the trail ride at my house, it's going to be ALL MY COUSIN HEATHER'S FAULT because I sorted and uploaded pictures of her baby instead of going out and hiking the planned route for the trail ride. People who are interested in looking at my cousin Heather's baby might do well to go hit my flickr

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[d-ubervillain.livejournal.com]

I feel no remorse. Anyway, can't you take a little friendly prodding? (You take beautiful pictures, by the way. Does that help? And you can call me from the woods. I'll come find you. I promise.)

[which-chick.livejournal.com]

It's friendly prodding that they're calling it these days? Right. Friendly prodding. (You're going to have to imagine me leering, here.) Definitely, lots of friendly(leer)prodding going on in these parts. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink, say no more.

The camera, mostly, takes beautiful pictures. I'll start taking the credit when I do more than point-n-shoot. I've never been one to leave my own horn untootled, you know. (Stupid browser now has spell check. It does not think that "untootled" is a word. Help, help, the glorious liquefactive (also not-a-word) fluidity of English is being stifled by my browser. STFU (nonword), Firefox.)