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*another late night post that went unposted before I fell asleep*

Long day.  Packing with Delight, getting punchy giggly, a half-nap on their couch, some time with Spark and then home to change and head out to Hands and Hips' for amazing grilled pizza and date pudding with vanilla ice cream.

 

I found the instagram of someone who owns five torties.  Light says it's too many.  I say it's proof of concept. 

 

I actually really like the way I engage with instagram, I follow I think two people I know in real life (one of whom I haven't seen in at least a decade), and then a bunch of embroidery, tattoo and cat accounts.    It's almost entirely self-soothing, with a little bit of coveting.  Twitter paralyzes, facebook makes me feel like the little match girl, lj/dw I've made my peace with, pinterest is pretty much just for tattoo reference pics now.  

 

And now I'm just sitting on the couch listening to the incredibly loud party next door and feeling grrr.  Bedtime.