25.6.09

scraps.

we were gone for 2 whole weeks. bonnaroo, the farm, the city for a funeral, back to the farm. despite remembering the camera, we took exactly 3 pictures... with cell phones. 66.6666% of them are inappropriate for public display. here's what we're left with:

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waiting for phish.

let there be light.

there's not much to tell yet. i quit all online outlets save email some time ago, and my - almost - constant companion seems tired of listening to my "but what if..."s and "isn't it weird that..."s. end result? i come here. i type. i at least FEEL heard.

and with a baby on the way there's BOUND to be pictures to share :)