Looks like I can hang my laundry outside to dry

Can't believe it has been over a week since I posted. I really shouldn't be pissy about losing flisters to Tumblr, Facebook and Twitter, if I don't even make an effort to reach out myself here on LiveJournal. I had meant to do an update yesterday, but I fell asleep on the couch. I guess work and life had been more exhausting than I'd like to admit.
Am in a bitching mood and to avoid saying things I'll regret later, I'm once again going to let photos do the talking. With additonal personal comments on the side;) Here are pictures of beautiful stuff I saw and experienced in the past few days. (I finally sorted out my Xmas cards! Go me:)

( Look! My nephew is a bear! )

See. My life ain't that bad. It sucks that I let myself get bitter and disappointed about things I have no control over. Like the recent lack of response to the Nick/Greg classic scenes I post every Tuesday *pouts*. Seriously: if there are any CSI fangirls left: I'd love for you to come over and reminisce. I miss the good old days of squee.

I know the world is on fire, but it really should go without saying that this bothers me. This LJ and my blog will always mostly be a place for selfish woe and escapism.
Obviously I'm with Brendon on the issue of disaster.