Yeah Halloweekend!

This is called: I don't want to do work.

We found this at Walgreens.

On the way to the post office.

And finally, My hole to the head. I'm Joan Vollmer for halloween.
Who?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joan_Vollmer

Prolific week, at least for me.

We got our first batch of cookies as red planet bakery out. The ones in the picture were actually for us to eat.
Meg has most of her dreds, er, locks, in.

This pumkin was asking for it.

Yet another flax product and example of what I look like tired and sick and loopy.

So when nothing happens during the week my pictures are from top notch.

I finally came up with my eight letters.


Yay cranes!

Addendum

If you've been reading, er, looking, you'll understand. Maybe.

Andrea stuck a fork through her septum ring. She wanted to see if she could eat in such a manner.

Become an alcoholic week went pretty well.

See what I mean?

Marc is sometimes a cunt. Other times he comes over and wears Meg's cunt jacket. Depends on the day.

Today, I helped make canvases. But mostly I just watched.