What happened to the green M&Ms?

Hrmpf. If the boobs of doom are anything to go by, it looks like the body is on a three week mooncycle again. This is getting tiresome. On the bright side: it will mean I won't be bothered by the bloody hormones during the Harry Potter Marathon weekend on July 18/19, wahey.

I made some pictures in the past week that I like to share.

Last Friday there was a fair in the small town where I work to celebrate its 200 year existence. Look at the big house of mirrors they put up RIGHT OUTSIDE MY OFFICE:
( It had evil clowns of evil )

They were very smart not to open until four, when my working day was almost over. Those carnies play the most hideous music, LOUDLY. I couldn't even hear my PanicPlaylist that was on a loop because of the anniversary of seeing the band in concert on June 26, 2008.
Worse than that; my comfort bird died :'( It had been sitting on top of my Mac for years and I accidently broke its legs out of frustration the awful music killed it. Bastards.
( Cuddly animal cruelty. You have been warned )

Final picture for today without comment. This is a note to myself.
( There are better things to put in your mouth, honey. )