Saturday, February 20

3 Random Pictures from my Temp Folder




Please to enjoy.





Cleanup

crisp & cleanWow. I didn't realize this was still clinging to the innards of the internet. I'm not even sure where things left off. Looks like a couple of years ago.
How does it happen that the time begins to fly by so quickly? Or have I just gotten busier?

This image pleases me.






Monday, February 4

If Only


You are The Sun


Happiness, Content, Joy.


The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.


Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.


The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.


What Tarot Card are You?
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Friday, January 18

Damn You, Guitar Hero (Wii)

Look what you've turned me into!
Who knew that playing the guitar was so damn hard/skillful?!


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Sunday, January 13

Owww

I must have gotten sunburn on my early morning run along the beach.
Or during my sunset walk. Or while buying myself really cool pants and shirts this afternoon. Thank you January, SoCal. Now if only this fever blister would go away.

Friday, January 11

Herpetic

So 2008 wasn't See-You-Next-Tuesday-y enough, it needed to flick a bitchy painful fever-blister (yeah, I'm going with fever blister) my way all effing week. And I had to work early and off-site 3x.

So I'm illing, busted, wounded, and demoralized. Awesome. Thanks New Year!

But.

I did get my FedEx from Canada for some super pricey Swiss-lab baked facial products that promise to make me an infant facially using Kalahari Watermelon extract.

No shit.