They don't even fit
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Have a moody, faux-antique picture of my face because I’m sick in bed and finding good cat pictures to post is hard.
Just got back from a day at the Otara Markets with Rebecca and three linguists.
I’m stuffed full of spring rolls and churros, and I had no idea linguists would talk that much. (In hindsight I should have figured that one out earlier.) It was awesome.
There is a bear in front of me and a beer in front of me. P.S. Timing the shot so you could see the bear was really hard, FYI.
It was ridiculously sunny today. On the bus, at least. Wouldn’t know about this whole “outside” thing.
And here’s one I prepared earlier. Yesterday at Christmas lunch, looking surprisingly awake for someone who got three hours sleep.
Holy shit, I demolished nearly half a litre of Red Bull in less than ten minutes. I’m going to be jittering for weeks.
Also, John Hiatt is on Treme, performing “Feels Like Rain”. When everyone else at my school was in to Nirvana and Pearl Jam, I was listening to Hiatt and Ry Cooder like a proper freak. I don’t even care, I still love that song.
And here’s the only halfway derpy decent picture of me from the night. I got very messy very quickly once I realised I didn’t have to worry about getting home.
As you can tell, No Shave November was a roaring success.
I never get much of a chance to talk about my family on here, so I thought I’d post something for you folks to see.
This is from my mother’s 60th birthday party on Saturday night. (You’ll have to excuse the fact that I look as jaded as fuck, it was a long, long week.)
From left, we have my sister’s partner Ieremia (“Jerry” or “Mia”), my sister Kat, my mother, me, my stepfather Pete, my stepbrother’s boyfriend Richard, and my stepbrother Carl.
(Obviously most of these folks don’t dress like that every day-it was a costume party, and everybody came representing their favourite decade.)
And yes, I am the tallest person in my family by quite a way. I have no idea where I get that from.
