Finally, here's some more pictures, this time including some of myself that aren't more than three years old. The first batch were taken on a road trip my roomate Scott and our friend Carrie took to Goderich (why Goderich is a long story). The latter pictures are mostly taken around our house and involve the cat. Sorry about the picture quality, but they were taken using a disposable camera, and I haven't quite got the colour balance on my scanner right since I reinstalled it.

Roadtrip to Goderich

The Dodge
Scott's car. AKA "The Dodge". AKA "Dodgy McDodge". The thing that gets us where we're going and hasn't killed us at all to date. Notice the white patches on the trunk. That's not snow. Thats where the paint's come off. We like to call them "racing stripes". There's likely some speed holes around too.
Fixing the Dodge (or at least trying to)
Me trying to fix the windshield wiper on the Dodge. The spray thing on the wiper wasn't working so when the windshield got too dirty we had to stop and wipe snow on it. It was a fun trip.
Me... cold
Me. Ecstatic to be standing in the wind on Lake Huron. Remember how I said I'm not very photogenic? Part of that is because I'm usually making a pained face like this when my picture gets taken.
Carrie and I (even colder now)
This is Carrie. She'd never seen Lake Huron before, so this trip was for her. This is her showing her appreciation I guess. Look how happy she looks to be standing in the cold.
Crawford Gives 'er the Thumbs Up!
That's Scott. He drove us there in The Dodge. He's thinking "Two thumbs up for Lake Huron!". I might have taken this picture. If I didn't, it was because I was already on my way back to the relative warmth of the car.
The Bathroom at Tim Hortons
Crawford, being the avant garde photographic genius that he is, decided to take a picture of himself in the bathroom mirror at the Tim Horton's we stopped at for coffee on the way home. Thankfully, no one else was present to witness this and think we were doing something dodgy. But, if you look closely, you can see me looking creepy in the background.

Pictures at Home (Featuring Kitty)

Me and Kitty
This is me (needing a shave), and kitty. Kitty's real name is Gabriel, but no one ever calls her that. She exists in a simple cycle of being tormented by us, eating, sleeping, tormenting us, and running around the house at high speed.
The Bat-Kitty
Kitty does a pretty good impression of a bat. This photo does a pretty bad job of conveying that fact.
Kitty Lounges
This is kitty relaxing on Scott's monitor. When she's not running around randomly, she's usally on top of a monitor somewhere or on top of my stereo, all nice, warm, kitty-friendly places.
Another Picture of Kitty
My legs, my bed, kitty, some laundry, and a cute "bonjour" cat postcard Margaret sent me from France.
Me Again
To end it all off, here's another picture of me looking pained. I really don't always look like that. Just in photos :)



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