I was supposed to grab some dinner with Patrice tonight, but she had to cancel. That works out well, because all I really feel like doing is slothing around the house. I hope I get my energy back soon, I was feeling pretty awful this morning.
The other night, while I was working on my batch of goodies for The Sampler, Randall snapped some funny Polaroids of me and the cat. Here are the photos in a nice little still-life set up.
And here is a nice shot I took of my mug of tea (which I have been drinking abundantly lately).