It was a bit of a surprise to receive this in the mail today. My father sent me this stuffed bear that was sort of an important character around middle school and high school. Somewhat sentimental, it was something that was a source of constant entertainment between my brothers and I.

I was disappointed that it did not rain for twenty four consecutive hours here in Portland. I was really hoping that it would since I’ve never been in an environment where that could happen. Regardless, it did rain pretty hard, news crews were out filming giant temporary puddles of water to warn people about the terror of water and the threat they pose.

I’ve been having a hard time taking photos recently - double duty trying to take the photo-a-day and the shot for Novembeard. Winter is setting in, the sun sets earlier and earlier. Few things left to do but hole up in the room and make some music on the laptop. I put a blue bulb in my wall and my rooms feels fun.

Bored. Decided to take a close up picture of something on my face before I went to sleep.

My friend was having a joint birthday party this evening for himself and fellow scorpios. The cake you see before you was decorated by my friend Gina. It’s hard to tell from the picture but the whole cake is frosted in tiny, tiny stars, all by hand. For those who don’t know the image, this is the ever infamous iconic logo of the punk band Misfits. I accidentally pelted someone with a therapy ball about the size of a baseball. Things got just a LITTLE crazy with that little orb.