Today I was on Facebook (Oh, the wasted time!) and realized that I have probably a trillion pictures I've put up, and a majority of them are of me, and a majority of those pictures of me are taken by me, as you can clearly see by one extended arm in every one. And suddenly I felt very vain, a little ashamed, a little humbled. Let me try to explain this silly behavior. I'm not super photogenic, so when a picture of myself satisfies me, I get really excited and, naturally, put it right up on the internet. But with how many of those I've put up, that just continues to show us how much more time is wasted taking all these pictures, assuming most never make it to facebook or the blog, and are deleted. Or some are taken for ransom, and not deleted, which makes me upset. You know who you are.
While looking through these albums of Narcissism, I realized that I pretty much have one and only one pose: I like to make a quaint little heart with my hands. I also realized that this pose is struck occasionally in front of something that one wouldn't naturally be showing love to. Let me show you some examples.

In truth, this picture was taken to honor our friend we call Moose.
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This made me think of Honduras, and how I'll be seeing huge spiders. I'm even excited about the spiders! Can you believe it?! (Interrobang.) If you're really nice to me, I'll name a tarantula or a bat after you. :)
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I told you so!
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