Sunday, August 14, 2011

All Work, No Play

I will admit to having gone nowhere but work and home for the past few days, so by the force of peer pressure alone, I will post these mediocre and depressing pictures.


This creepy picture is hanging by the back door at the coffee shop and it stared into my very soul for ten minutes straight while I waited on a ride tonight. If it wouldn't have been weird, I might have taken a picture of the real life creeper in Drew Carey glasses who sat on the patio while I was closing up and talked to me about homeless people.



Best. Root beer. Ever. Unless you forget that you don't own a bottle opener so you bend one of your cheap forks trying to open it and cut your hand. Totally worth it.
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4 comments:

  1. Anne Eats Words!August 15, 2011 at 6:06 PM

    You cut your hand on that? So jealous.

    Also, that hand looks so weird to me, like you can't actually be holding that bottle. Shouldn't there be a thumb I'm not seeing?

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  2. MarielNoelAugust 15, 2011 at 8:36 PM

    my thumb is behind the bottle because it has a big gash in it...

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  3. MarielNoelAugust 15, 2011 at 8:37 PM

    this is also a good demonstration of how big my hands are. that is not a miniature bottle.

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  4. Anne Eats Words!August 17, 2011 at 5:58 PM

    I'm going to have to hold (and buy) a bottle at some point so we have a comparison.

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