Day 67.

Home-made ginger kisses.
My mother can bake some fairly wonderful desserts. 

Day 65.

Ill.

Day 64.

Multiple exposure may be the best thing I have ever stumbled across.

Day 63.

Neck ligaments.

Day 62.

[Replacement photograph 31-07-2010]

We had several kilograms of jellybeans. 

Day 61.

Pretty white colours to show pretty blue veins.

(veins and bones will forever hold my interest)

Day 60.

Courtney Love and her hookah adventure.

Day 59.

Essentials.

Day 58.

On a cellphone but whateva 

Day 57.

Sometimes. Sometimes I just don’t know. I really have no explanation.

Day 56.

Nannies. Ninnies. Minnies. Millies. Miiiillicent Krrrum.

Day 55.

Better than you.

Day 54.

If Joey Tribbiani was a used-car salesman.

Day 53. 
(Man-child)

I jest. This is my neighbour, Gareth. You’re all jealin’, he’s just too grand for words.

Day 52.

Lemon and sugar pancakes, muthafuckas.