Thursday, June 28, 2012


When I grow up and have children, I can tell my children I survived the apocalypse. Like a BOSS.

That second picture there, when I look that direction, I can usually see mountains...

It's not really the apocalypse, there are just fires all around. None too close to where I live, but it's snowing ash. And it smells dreadful.

And the pictures didn't get it very well, but it's all yellow-y outside.

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