Saturday, June 25, 2011

native american ritual dancing wildness.

errr... not really.

But as a result of my new job I have found myself with feathered hair for the last few weeks. And by feathered I don't mean crazy eighties wildness... I literally mean I have feathers affixed to my hair.

See?

 
Don't judge me. 

Also, you want to know what Raleigh and I do when we hang out?

mustache cat. 

Yeah, he probably thinks I need a better hobby. Oh well.... 


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