March 20, 2007
Before I hurry off to work (I'm late! I'm late!), a quick picture post. Because she's so cute! I got this picture by calling, "Don't move, Cymbeline, don't move!" while I ran for my camera, because she had that toy all twisted around her head and paws and it was precious.
My world during the week is small, consisting of my apartment, my office, and the thirty-two miles of freeway between the two. I don't even go out at lunch very often, which can now be blamed on the fact we're watching Smallville in the breakroom. (Before it could be blamed on quick lunches or pure laziness; I prefer this fannish excuse.) So as a result, we have many, many pictures of the things I see everyday. Like the cats.
My world during the week is small, consisting of my apartment, my office, and the thirty-two miles of freeway between the two. I don't even go out at lunch very often, which can now be blamed on the fact we're watching Smallville in the breakroom. (Before it could be blamed on quick lunches or pure laziness; I prefer this fannish excuse.) So as a result, we have many, many pictures of the things I see everyday. Like the cats.