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Couch-Hairstyle & the chicken pox scar between my eyes.

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Oh dear... There will probably be more of these than I would care to admit. Boredom + crapping out on photo of the day= a lot of self portraits. Ech.

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H1N1 Zombie Swine Flu Party.

Photo Two Hundred Ninety Seven

Making a voice demo.

Photo Two Hundred Ninety Five

Neil Begins his Movember Moustache journey... I helped.

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Shadowbeard. It's my pirate name.
Yep. I'm lame. Just what you were dying to see... another extreme close up of myself.

My poor photo blog is going to get more attention this week. I've been waaaay too slackery. Slackery is a good word, if you're too much of a slacker to think of another.

*slide whistle*

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Playing around with shutter speed. Being weird.

Lookit me, I got a damn plant for a face.

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This is my very most favourite guitar. It belonged to my Dad and has been kinda sorta bouncing between my brother and I since about 2005. It is currently bounced over to my house, which is conveniently located across the country. :D
Heh heh heh

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Woot! West Edmonton Mall Photobooth! It's tradition.

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Girly day!

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My hair is possessed by genius. Well, genius hair; Einstein's to be precise. :/

I give up (and secretly like it).

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I painted little faces all day long and didn't have time to stop and take photos, it was so busy! So Neil is credited with my photo of the day. It's not against the rules because I'm in it. Also, I make up the rules; often on the spot.

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Me with my Great-Great-Great Grandmother, we think the photo was taken around 1870. Today is the first time I've seen the photo. She is my Father's Father's Father's Mother's Mother (we think that's how it goes). She's not identical to me, but pretty close for being so many generations away! We have exactly, exactly the same eyes. Even in color.

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Youch! The UV index was higher yesterday than I thought. Dummy here took the kids to the water slides and only put sunblock on them. It was overcast, though and only 24 degrees!
I should know better.
:(

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When is the last time you saw such a bad photo? Fingers accidentally in the way, fuzzy and everything! Woo! True vintage.

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I got photobombed.

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Taking 2 seconds to breathe so that I do not rip out my hair today. Life is noisy and stressy today. I'm beat, so it's a self portrait day.

Photo One Hundred Nine

The shockingly nerdy, homemade, duct-tape-arm on my glasses. As usual, my stunning beauty makes it barely noticeable as shown in this self portrait... but I can get to the grocery store legally, ideally without running over anyone until Monday which is payday... which is in turn, new contact lenses day.

:|

Photo One Hundred Five

House is quiet, except for my nerdily playing Circle of Friends (Edie Brickell) on my guitar- the guitar part is pretty. Took a break to take my pic of the day... because I didn't take any other photos today. :p

Photo Eighty Two

I got a tattoo today. I got a strawberry because it represents a happy memory that I have of my lovely niece who passed away in October. Hopefully it will help me with the healing process. If it doesn't, a little bit of physical pain is just a drop in the ocean.