June 28th, 2005

happy

Oh what a thrilling and exciting life I lead

Last night, in a knee-jerk reaction to the whirlwind of people and activity and social-butterfly-in-gumboots-ness that my life has been lately, I stayed home and cleaned my whip and bridles and hung out with my dog. It rocked. My bridle is 21 years old and the only inanimate object I own that I have emotional attachment to. There will be a nostalgic post with horsey photos sometime in the near future. Many many horses.. You Have Been Warned.

I also got some photos taken for my passport. It was funny. Apparently they now use face recognition software and require the photos to show the top of your forehead, the tips of your ears and all of your eyes with no reflection. So, I took off my glasses and shoved my hair back behind my ears and lowered my head. You're not allowed to smile either, so in the resulting photo I look more like a terrorist or prison escapee than ever before. I definitely look like the type to smuggle heroin.

In other news, I just had a brainwave about the Come As You're Not party. There aren't that many things that I'm not, really. But I thought of something. *secret grin*