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jenioctavia) wrote2007-12-31 05:48 pm
jenioctavia) wrote2007-12-31 05:48 pm
that i can't undo the times we disagreed
Christmas pictures, as promised!
Sorry for the size. I forgot what setting I had the camera on.
Also, I'm missing a handfull that randomly vanished. o_o There was some of Diane's dog, Roxy, at her home in Eugene, but they went poof. ._.;
AND ALSO I need to get copies of Lisa's pictures at some point.
Right, so. My uncles. What's the first thing they do when they see eachother again? Mock fight in the kitchen of course! And that's my cousin Jami's head in the way, and Diane on the couch.
OMG, wut. Sun? Lyk. Nowai.
You see, this is not a common occurance. The sun simply does not exist on the coast of Oregon. In fact, that light you see? That's not the sun. That's simply the ocean reflecting its own natural light back up to the sky for a breif period. HABEEBIT. >)
(isn't that view awesome?)
Grandma and the beach!
Now this is just pretty.
Tom, my grandma's boyfriend down on the path leading to the beach.
Also pretty.
That's not Uncle Paul, that's Santa in his off hours! (lookit our tiny tree! Isn't it so cute? XD)
Pyramid Head's retarded reatives, LampShade Head One and Two. (actually cousin Jami and her husband Chris)
Uncle Paul said he got Grandma house siding. None of us believed him. Boy were we ever wrong.
Diane: I feel pretty, oh so pretty...
Paul: Und 'ere we 'af zee mash'dp'tatos. Notice zee cream und thick texture that is ce manifique!
Sylvie: ...what the hell kind of accent is that, you nutter.
Paul: I swear to god, it was this big!
(That lovely lady with my grandmother is Sylvie's mother. She actually used to be a diva back in Belgium.)
My last shot of the beach from the house.
Goodbye Bandon. You were fun, if not insanely cold and windy. :)
Sorry for the size. I forgot what setting I had the camera on.
Also, I'm missing a handfull that randomly vanished. o_o There was some of Diane's dog, Roxy, at her home in Eugene, but they went poof. ._.;
AND ALSO I need to get copies of Lisa's pictures at some point.
Right, so. My uncles. What's the first thing they do when they see eachother again? Mock fight in the kitchen of course! And that's my cousin Jami's head in the way, and Diane on the couch.
OMG, wut. Sun? Lyk. Nowai.
You see, this is not a common occurance. The sun simply does not exist on the coast of Oregon. In fact, that light you see? That's not the sun. That's simply the ocean reflecting its own natural light back up to the sky for a breif period. HABEEBIT. >)
(isn't that view awesome?)
Grandma and the beach!
Now this is just pretty.
Tom, my grandma's boyfriend down on the path leading to the beach.
Also pretty.
That's not Uncle Paul, that's Santa in his off hours! (lookit our tiny tree! Isn't it so cute? XD)
Pyramid Head's retarded reatives, LampShade Head One and Two. (actually cousin Jami and her husband Chris)
Uncle Paul said he got Grandma house siding. None of us believed him. Boy were we ever wrong.
Diane: I feel pretty, oh so pretty...
Paul: Und 'ere we 'af zee mash'dp'tatos. Notice zee cream und thick texture that is ce manifique!
Sylvie: ...what the hell kind of accent is that, you nutter.
Paul: I swear to god, it was this big!
(That lovely lady with my grandmother is Sylvie's mother. She actually used to be a diva back in Belgium.)
My last shot of the beach from the house.
Goodbye Bandon. You were fun, if not insanely cold and windy. :)
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I want a baby Christmas Tree!
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