People often wonder what I do when in front of my computer. (Not often, what's the word? Never, right.) So I thought I'd show you. I take pictures of myself regularly for tax purposes of course, so each year I put together a compilation. Think of it as a best of my face. (That's right, this is as good as she gets.)
Top row Left – me celebrating that I ran over 1K without stopping. I know, I'm fit. Right – me listening to pirate(d) music.
Second row Left – I heard sitting in front of white boards that smart people have written can make you look smart. Done! Right – I'm pointing at my Conan shirt mere hours before I saw him in Concert.
Third row The iPhone 4 row. Left – I'm doing a little side-talking. Right – praying to the iPhone Gods that my data transfer goes well.
Bottom row Left – pumpkin hat. Right – everything comes together with my spider podium holding my iPhone with a Conan wallpaper. Also, I look the prettiest in this one, don't you think?
Top row There I am on the left pointing at my head, in case you weren't sure which one was me. Then on the right I'm sitting in the corner. A lot of people put Angus in the corner.
Second row This is the at-work series. On the left there I'm drumming up a storm and on the right I'm hard at it.
Third row The Mexican party before and the morning after. (After drinking all that Mexican wine.)
Bottom row A dramatic reproduction of the 3-day novel weekend. Though the picture was created before the weekend started, it turned out to be very accurate. And lastly, that's me french kissing a french press. (The only photo of us I could rightly publish.)
Me really enjoying some tea out of my NaNoWriMo mug; me somewhat enjoying an Apple; me hiding from communists or something; me in disguise with my rope-hair wig, probably to help me hide from the communists; me wearing my wiggity-wiggity-wack wii hat (which I have only cause it was free, yo); me eating packing tape after going crazy and hungry during the week of packing; me and giraffe ... voguing?; me ... alone.
Don't have one for 2007. I Mustn't've done anything that year.
Starting at the top, we have drinking a chai latte, followed by pretending to listen to gangsta rap (when it was more likely an Alanis album). Then on the next row I’m conducting a thorough search for any remaining Crispy minis (came up with nothing). Then tearing into a cinnamon raisin bagel.. mmm.. jew-y.. On the third row there I’m drinking water and coffee to balance the hydration — always important. Then you can see me playing Colin McRae and finally, there I am pretending to be his holiness, the fedex pope.