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A Week in the Life-Day 5
A Week in the Life
Rules:
1. You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.
2. Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.
3. You must post your photographs at the end of that day, some time after the last picture is taken.
4. Each photograph must have the time taken and a title, with no other explanation.
Day 5
6:16am-Donut

11:01am-Always lock your med cart.

12:48pm-From our large print library.

3:31pm-Getting ready for my day off tomorrow.

5:46pm-Gayest. Doll. Ever.

8:36pm-Even my beer is geeky.

8:58pm-My mother made it for me.

Rules:
1. You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.
2. Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.
3. You must post your photographs at the end of that day, some time after the last picture is taken.
4. Each photograph must have the time taken and a title, with no other explanation.
Day 5
6:16am-Donut
11:01am-Always lock your med cart.
12:48pm-From our large print library.
3:31pm-Getting ready for my day off tomorrow.
5:46pm-Gayest. Doll. Ever.
8:36pm-Even my beer is geeky.
8:58pm-My mother made it for me.
LOL
heeee
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I didn't know you were into Star Trek. You should've come over to my house.
If you lock your med cart, how is some psycho pregnant chick going to steal some meds to kill the mother of the guy she wants, to make it look like his girlfriend did it? Did you ever think of that? :P
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If you lock your med cart, how is some psycho pregnant chick going to steal some meds to kill the mother of the guy she wants, to make it look like his girlfriend did it? Did you ever think of that? :P
I hadn't thought of that. I do sometimes think about Lily Snyder's half-hearted suicide attempt though.
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I also have the tackiest, ugliest cookie jar you have ever seen in the shape of Kirk's and Spock's heads. I should take a picture of it and make it into an icon.
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Yep, found the cookie jar here:
http://houston.craigslist.org/clt/715423738.html
GOD. It's in a closet in the basement.
I have a ton of ST:TNG toys and figurines and I don't want them anymore but anytime I try to get rid of them my husband has a fit. (Not because he cares about ST but because he thinks they must be worth something. They're not.)