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Aug. 30th, 2008 12:01 amI solved my InTeen problem from earlier and I've been trying to convince myself to make some type of simming update, to no avail. Too tired, eyes too blurry. Blech.
( So, instead of an update, here's a completely random and out of place sim picture. )
( So, instead of an update, here's a completely random and out of place sim picture. )
Google Image Collage Meme
Aug. 8th, 2008 01:25 amThe Rules:
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Google Image Search or same type of search engine for pictures.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image. You can’t search forever for a certain image.
3. Arrange the pictures into a collage.
( Questions and my collage... )
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Google Image Search or same type of search engine for pictures.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image. You can’t search forever for a certain image.
3. Arrange the pictures into a collage.
( Questions and my collage... )
I'm going as far as these crooked legs take me
Originally uploaded by Ler Prendergast
Amazing picture. Almost as amazing as walking down that boardwalk for real.
I was digging around in my hard drive and came across this picture:
It made me realize, yet again, that I've got to do some real digging around in the bins up in the attic for a bunch of mysteriously missing things. Namely, the ridiculous number of pictures I took of this building and the tape of it as well. These old, tiny scans are horrible.
I re-read my old notebook that I carried around with me in ninth grade. My obsession was truly insane. My Gardner-era red notebook was a heck of a lot more organized. And the memories I associate with each are very, very odd. I'm planning something, sort of, to do with all this stuff. Ah, well... We'll see how that comes together.
It made me realize, yet again, that I've got to do some real digging around in the bins up in the attic for a bunch of mysteriously missing things. Namely, the ridiculous number of pictures I took of this building and the tape of it as well. These old, tiny scans are horrible.
I re-read my old notebook that I carried around with me in ninth grade. My obsession was truly insane. My Gardner-era red notebook was a heck of a lot more organized. And the memories I associate with each are very, very odd. I'm planning something, sort of, to do with all this stuff. Ah, well... We'll see how that comes together.
