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While I’m out and about, putting around on the bike, studying for the certification test, or in robot mode at work, I’ll start thinking about something that I want to post about. Subjects include my current joint issues with the impending cold weather, how I now eat less beige food due to the gluten-free diet, what I plan on doing with photo stuff, my motorcycle, where Altria is planning to get to next, etc. I even think out my paragraphs, what each will be about, and how I will go about interjecting lulz in my srs business. Then I go home to either 00J and/or fuzzy kitties and I immediately stop thinking about anything vexing.

SOMETIMES IT IS ANNOYING TBH. Does this mean I’m old now? Either that or I’m addicted to reddit.

I’d really like www.haddadinkphotography.com to launch this week. I THINK IT’S HAPPENIN.

Finny the Doo is completed! All fourteen feet of it. This mural totally brought me back to the painting vibe. Next up is a portrait drawing. Here’s hoping I still got the touch with charcoal!

I have my cheerleaders at my side… er, back. They got my back.

JP, my Himalayan rescue, can’t meow. He tries but you only hear the failed pushing of air when close enough to him. He does, however, possess a fantastic squeak. He used to only do it when I come home, but now he regularly squeaks when it’s time for brushing or the litter box is getting cleaned. I’ve seen him squeak at bugs he can’t reach as well as things in the yard through the window. He now takes to squeak singing at night, chiming in to Fiona’s already melodramatic night cries. Still working on getting a recording of that.