But to Bow Down to Them Anyway, Is Better Than to Be Alone.

Very, very tiring day today!
Went to Kate's last night. Ate junk food. Watched interviews with Shirley Manson (always a win) and Misfits episodes.
Ended up crashing in her guest room at about 3:00AM. Woke up at about 10:00. They say you, supposedly need something like... 8 hours of sleep, right? Well I got 7 but I still feel like I am WAY more exhausted than I should be.
Anyway, went home after that and just kind of sat around. Quentin and Gretchen (my uncle and his girlfriend) came over for a barbecue, which essentially means that I ate some ravioli while everyone else (with the exception of mom and Colin) enjoyed some very lovely smelling salmon.

... I swear to you, guys there are moments when I wish I wasn't a vegetarian... But whatever. I like ravioli.

Anyway, besides that there isn't much to report. Still trying to figure out what exactly it is people DO on blogs. They report, right? Huh. I'm going to have to find some more interesting things to talk about...

Whatever.
In other news, I think I'll go to Disneyland tomorrow. First time I've been there since Boys Wanna Fight!
Hoping no one there remembers me (fat chance, but still...). The crazy weirdo who sang on the roller coaster. That's me! Ah well. I am sure they see worse every day with tourists and all. Right? And its kind of my job to be weird. If I weren't weird, who would be?

ANYWAY. I will leave you today with some photos I've taken over the last few months. Hopefully these are *interesting* enough for you? :)

I'm a terrible blogger but I'm working on it.



Queen of Spades is the best, is she not? I have really come to love her, since I began writing a book about her.



This is Quentin on the beach, discovering the wicked awesome pirate-worthy fort we found last week.



Took this at Trevor and Rhonda's moving sale. Thought it looked cool.



This is my nightstand as of a few weeks ago. Not very exciting but I thought the effect looked neat.



Lady bug on my hand.



I don't really know what I'm doing here (or who I'm flipping off for that matter). But it came out interesting.



The wall of Trevor's old clubhouse where we used to hang out when we were little.



Trevor's clubhouse photo #2



Pretty view from my front yard.



Just some stuff I had with me at the beach a while back. This got quite a few reblogs on tumblr.




One more from Trevor & Rhonda's going away sale. They were selling some wonderful stuff..

Wow. What a pretentious blogpost this has turned out to be...
Do I dare hit Publish?
Fuck it. Not enough energy to rewrite a whole post. Pretentious it is.
Goodnight, ducklings.
-Mel