Scritch Scratch At My EyesSoon I'll need to worry about comin' down on my hand wrong, not burning it on the espresso machine or cutting it with the deli knife. Well, still, yes, but only every other Saturday plus every Sunday. Other than that, my skin should get back to a hydrated, more happy state.
Just gots to watch the wrists.
Can't dance with a cast.
New photos.
Can't get all of them to show up.
Frustrating.
Must remind self to ask Gary how the hell to use this site effectively.
Must remind self to call fucking Canada to figure out taxes since effin' IMAX got bought out.
Oh, poracastination pays for nothing.
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UlyssePhoto
I'm always looking for the other side ! / Créer c'est faire des choix !
I really like your pictures!
Do you have msn or skype?
If you have, maybe can you send to me?
if you dont mind.
Bye, have a nice day =*
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Cross-Eyed Mary
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Bones: I'm a doctor, NOT an engineer.
Scotty: NOW you're an engineer.
McCoy: How does that Vulcan salute go?
McCoy: That hurts worse than the uniform.
Bones: I'm trying to thank you, you pointed-eared hobgoblin!
McCoy: You're out of your Vulcan mind!
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I know there’s something beautiful in all my imperfections, a beauty in which he held out for me to see, a strength that can never be taken away.
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I know there’s something beautiful in all my imperfections, a beauty in which he held out for me to see, a strength that can never be taken away.
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-B-
Have you been to my gallery? NO? [link]
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