Picture time!

I dyed my hair blue today. Wanna see? I love this Photo Booth program that comes on all the new MacBooks. Francisco has it on his. I had a half hour of fun with it last week while everyone was away, so a couple of my pics have the old, brown, Vanessa 1.0 version.

Comic book hero:















ICU:















Blue on white:















She knows:















Suspicious:
















The Ardents left again today, for Christchurch (middle of the south island), because Kris' parents are in town. They are old. Kinda makes me confront my own parents' mortality, who are not that old, yet. YET YET YET. Also, her mother is an energy vortex. I think you know what I mean. Joe looked drained and worried this morning. Maybe worried is the wrong word because that implies he thinks there is a possibility for tedious or painful times, rather than an inevitability.

Francisco is working all weekend again. Knowing what I was getting into doesn't make me any more suave. I feel content about everything at the moment though. Maybe because I think I look good. Also I have some Neal Stephenson to read, and there's enough tequila in this house to make me believe in your God for a month.