evilhippo | A pebble, a dead jellyfish, a refrigerator magnet, and a bar of soap

You know... I've had my camera since Christmas now, and I've yet to be a proper cam-whore. You can't have a proper blog without cam-whoring, you know? I think the first requirement is a picture taken in your bathroom mirror...

This might also be why I'm an evil hippo. (Okay, that would be more true if I didn't do silly things like have an icon of myself. (In fact, I think even my "pictures" tag has more than enough stuff involving my actual self...) But I couldn't help it...

jabberwockeyes gave me the hippo for Christmas, and it's adorable. It looks a lot more benevolent than evil (in fact it barely looks evil at all). But it's still yay.) I'm also not sure if it's cheating that I flipped the picture, because, since it was taken in the mirror it should technically be backwards. But Havoc looked awkward backwards... and having Nikon backwards was sort of disrtracting, too. I think I might need to clean my bathroom mirror.

There's also supposed to be a picture of some random part of you, I think.

Actually, random fact: my toenails have been painted in these colours almost continuously since around my junior or senior year of high school. Different order, patterns, and whatnot... but always these strange colours. It was a tossup between this picture and just a random picture of my own feet (and that one's not resized, so it's a nice way over a megabyte there). But I figured sticking to small pictures would be nicer. I mean, I've got other random pictures of shoes, too. It could almost be a theme... except it isn't. And I might start to be afraid of attracting random foot-fetishists. Then I'd be scared. I'll stick to my theme of random.

And then, of course, there's the obligatory picture of your cat. I have a lot of pictures of my cats, but I think it's safest at this point to just stick to the one that I've claimed as mine.

He only lives in the house when I'm home. It's so cute... sleeps on my bed and everything. He keeps my feet warm, just as a giant grey fluffy cat should. I don't think he enjoyed me taking pictures of him constantly while I was home, though. Especially when he was being snowed on. At least I stopped taking pictures of him with the flash on.

There... now I feel much better.