dayseven: Shall I lose a hand?

Random, I don't know. In a three day span I got a grand total of twelve hours of sleep. I stared up at the ceiling and my thought process was...

Ceiling fan> Spinny> I wonder what would happen if I stuck my hand in there...> Stacking chairs> Beheading> Look away that's kind of gross imagining it> Oh look a ceiling fan> It looks like a flower> Pretty...*brain collapse/dead to the world and getting her greater than twelve hours needed*



It's not as big and menacing as it looks lol.

I was curled up like that fossilized girl at the Balboa park exhibit, and after waking up it was like trying to crack open a clam. @_@ Got dragged to the park and then to dinner and then to father darling's work and then to a donut shop.

Donut box made me laugh when my brain going floozy so it gets to be pic de seven.



I do believe you are wrong Mr. Donutbox. If you have a donut in each hand, unless you can use your feet (or face) to do everything a hand can, you are next to useless. For example, I am typing up this blog entry for my 365 Photo Project.If I had a donut in each hand I would not be able to do so. Take that.

Bloody hack, I am reasoning with a donut box. OTL.