Monthly Archives: February 2008

a.k.a. Aspie Boy

My brother, Tristan. Yes, he was named after Brad Pitt’s character in Legends of the Fall. Gosh, he’s adorable. Doesn’t he look so… so… sweet in this photo? It’s almost alarming. Definitely one of my favorites. Pictures and siblings. Advertisements

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I need help.

Serious, psychological help. But that’s not why I’m here. On Sunday, I posted this picture: No, you’re not seeing double. These are the same photos, just ever-so-slightly different. One has been edited. Can you tell which? It doesn’t matter. All … Continue reading

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Drunk and Disorderly and I don’t understand people.

It’s Monday. The first Monday I’ve worked in three weeks and it’s making me cranky. (Spoiled, I know.) And even though I would have loved to throw my alarm clock at the wall and finally, finally, be able to ignore … Continue reading

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He Likes Shoes

Our boy, Luke. He likes shoes. “I love shoes.” He likes to smell them and even chew on them when we’re not looking. As soon as I put the camera down, he’ll go right back to nibbling. And then he’ll … Continue reading

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Because it’s Thursday. Again.

And that means tomorrow’s Friday. I love weekends. I was perusing the photos available to me (here, where I’m not at home, if you catch my drift) and decided on this one for Pretty Picture Thursday. (I promise I’ll try … Continue reading

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I held out for 7 hours.

I’m only human.

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Sabotage

What did I find sitting on my desk just waiting for me to arrive to work? This: I swear I heard it calling my name before I even walked in the door. Would you like to know how many points … Continue reading

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