It's my birthday today, 10-17.

7: caldo 'ecaeza xd (pareciera como si nuestras cabezas estuvieran en el microondas) y la chica agarrandome el noculo xdd.

The view from having shower

Both of us have awesome aprons

Non oso guardare le cose. Come continua questo sogno?

F. Pessoa

Yes. I am a corrections officer. I work for a state run. Institution not a private ran institution. I’ve been there for 15 years and I love my job.😊

I'm on the third day of my detox diet. So far it's been tolerable but not all that satisfying. Then I got the brilliant idea to make spaghetti. The challenge is finding sauce without added sugar. After reading many labels, I finally scored some spaghetti sauce. I also picked up a bag of rice and bean chips (gluten and wheat free). They were so good that I looked over at Chris and said "I think I'm going to live and now that I have these chips, I could possible do this diet for more then a week." But I'm not.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

You'd be like heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived.

And I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

Pardon the way that I stare.

There's nothing else to compare.

The sight of you leaves me weak.

There are no words left to speak.

But if you feel like I feel.

Please let me know that it's real.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

I need you baby, and if it's quite all right,

I need you baby to warm a lonely night.

I love you baby.

Trust in me when I say: OK

Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down

I pray.

Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay.

And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

You'd be like heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived.

And I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

I need you baby, and if it's quite all right,

I need you baby to warm a lonely night.

I love you baby.

Trust in me when I say: It's OK

Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down

I pray.

Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay.

And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....

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.. ♥!

PPoupée7

Wearing contacts. I touch my eyes a lot.

Foto: Claudio Rosas

Me and Kim before the game.

Part of the singletrack has some nice rock on the Porcupine Rim Trail.

Taken by Björn Jansen.

Photo and edited by me

it's really the only place you can reliably go in an airport that is quiet and empty.

the cyclops in my mirror

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At the Wye Mountain Daffodil Festival, March 15, 2008

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The winey version

Here are a couple photos from my trip to Dubai in June 2009 to attend a Nokia media event focussed on the Nokia N97 and the Ovi Store.

me at the glasgow kelvingrove transport museum, standing by the edie mccredie bus which features in the kids show balamory

have you ever been stabbed in the back by a friend? I have.

inspired by All Time Low

Last Wednesday of the month is an inter-generational mingling called Generations of Pride. Sponsored by some community groups and LBGTQ Western, it's a chance for WWU students and many other folks from various generations to gather.

January's event was a drag show at Mt. Baker Theater's smaller theater called The Walton.

At first, I was thinking of not going as I tend to like interactive events, versus sitting in an audience watching the stage. The inter-generational events have both interactive and some staged events.

I decided to boost the interactive aspect, for me, by showing up in drag. I had a holy (full of holes) cloth and bought a wig at Good Will. Problem was that the theater was filled to capacity when I got there.

With no more room at the theater, plan B was to go to the small dinner group, I organize (the Wednesday Night Dinner) at nearby Bellingham Bar and Grill. Surprise the folks there. Both events were happening at the same time as Bellingham gets more and more choices. That night, people could go to either event.

The selfie, at the Theater, was the most important part so I handed my phone to an usher at the door for her to take my selfie proving I got to the front entrance at least. Then someone left the theater making room for me to squeeze in under the capacity limit.

I mingled, for a bit, in the lobby that was filled with many WWU students and a scattering of more familiar, to me, townsfolk.

Students liked my unusual, sort of semi drag, while townsfolk, that I know, were slightly impressed, but not totally surprised that I would do something like that.

Tracy Hunter