Admittedly, another view inside my apartment isn’t very exciting. But this is where I spent the day putting final touches on future work for clients that should ease things along. Luckily everything my cat needs is automated, from feeding to playtime. (Kidding, I let her sit on my lap when I’m working.)
Redeye. Home. Showered. Edie, rubbed.
Always a hit—even with fat free cream cheese, which weirds me out a little because it seems suspect. I know, it looks gross too.
Earlier in the day: “Do your pants match your shirt?” he asked, continuing, “It’s like Garanimals.” Indeed. This describes my entire wardrobe. Related pimping: I’m really digging Lined pants.
The flurries were promising, but alas, no real accumulation. One animal didn’t mind the winter chill, or that I worked from home.
It’s cold. Plus also? It snowed.
I struggle with the temperature of light bulbs and blowing out detail. I overcompensated here, favoring white light over the warmth of incandescent bulbs, and the sky suffers with a cool blue cast. But frankly? I’m more interested in keeping the momentum of updating this long neglected journal. Also? This photo taken by my friend Brown before […]