Found a few of moi. Sweet, I'm taking those. >pop out the flash drive<
So now you all get a gratuitous pic of me in 2008. I think you'll agree that it's kind of cool. Let's pretend that the photographer wasn't short and that Old Chin isn't visible, yes?
That's Isis. She shuffled off this mortal coil about a year ago. She was quite the saucy thing.
I miss the racing stripes in my bangs. My hair is very monochromatic right now. I'm a little concerned about rebleaching them, though, since my hair is much thinner than it used to be, and I'd hate to lose any more.
In more recent news, it's butterfly season at work. I am the butterfly wrangler. Most of our butterflies would be natural selection's rejects- I had to rescue this guy from a puddle AND from a spiderweb. He was having a rough day.
I CAN'T SWIM.
Now I'm off to walk Her Dogness, so she'll stop pestering me long enough for me to sew new rat ears and tail for the Ren Faire on Sunday. I have to work two more eight hour shifts between then and now... oy vey. Spring is overly full.