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It's pretty easy. Or you could use this to say something, I don't bite unless asked to.
Guest directed self number… five. Find a favourite song and show how you listen to it and what it makes you feel. I cheated a bit as I took a favourite album instead: The Joy Formidable’s A Balloon Called Moaning. It’s hard to show what it makes me want to do because mostly it makes me feel at ease and happy and content and mumble along. Not the stuff of good photographs, at least not what in the melancholy aesthetic I work in.
Finally got my thumb out of my ass and did a guest directed self. The mirrored self — this is a mirror on a mirror — is number four I think, have yet to do one or two or three or even five. I even tried to het the face to reflect on the stomach for a proper Arnim Zola effect but alas, that didn’t work at all.
GPOY. The reception of today has been mixed. It hasn’t been bad as much as wrong. It’s a nice change so not really complaining. Well, ran out of the deluxe orange juice, that was a bad thing.
GPOY. There’s no snow here and that’s wrong even if not unusual — I want my winters to be different from the autumn or spring. Seasons damnit! Nature, you’re not quite clear on the concept here and I resent you for that.
I had some icecream but the bane that is lactose forced me to hide the second half in the fridge for another day.
This is also the obligatory scarf photo of the year.
Got some red on me. (I.e. what happens when you forget to change white balance in the webcam.)
The tea is green Earl Grey with some orange peels in it.

Captain’s log: been sneezing myself awake. Sleeping does not work as promised. Drastic measures imminent.
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