It is nice when you discover that you really don't have unlimited photo space on this whole blogger deal. Google's a smart cookie in that regard.
I don't have a list of people I hate. I have a list of people who hate me.
I finally have a real blog header. If you hate it, I'll probably add you to the list of people who hate me.
Sometimes the Grooveshark playlist I listen to gets old, but it's the only thing my ears are comfortable with right then.
This song is a nice reflection of life, to put it vaguely. It has three stages within the song, and I enjoy each one.
I have infinite tasks to do in the photography area of things.
I don't have a list of people I hate. I have a list of people who hate me.
I finally have a real blog header. If you hate it, I'll probably add you to the list of people who hate me.
Sometimes the Grooveshark playlist I listen to gets old, but it's the only thing my ears are comfortable with right then.
This song is a nice reflection of life, to put it vaguely. It has three stages within the song, and I enjoy each one.
I have infinite tasks to do in the photography area of things.
Happy Candy-Begging Day; Welcome, winter months.
3 comments:
I love your header... I am no hater :)
Q, if your blog doesn't stop kylling me, then...
You must love your toesies!
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