It’s Not What It Looks Like…
This…
…is not what it looks like, I swear.
As I awkwardly try to cover up my collection of embarrassing carebear-porn, I realize that its been a bit empty around here for a few weeks, and I’d like to add that I’ll be back soon. Work is back into its normal swing, graduate school applications and portfolios are done and in, and my grinding-my-teeth-in-my-sleep stress levels are back down to that of a normal moderately stressed persons. I did have some long-winded diatribe half-written the other day addressing the drama the blogging community seemed to have wrapped itself up in, but that appears to have cleared itself up. And as we prepare our homes and stomachs for the Thanksgiving holiday here in the States, all I can say is:
…I’m fairly certain, its all going to be ok. Happy thanksgiving kids.
-Aiden
Finders & Keepers 
Happy Thanksgiving!
and to you!
“That’s what he said!”
Happy Thanksgiving – and go easy on the turkey!
Happy Thanksgiving and good luck in grad school.
Some Rote pilots tried to convince me to train Ripard into a bait Procurer/Skiff this weekend. My answer was pretty much NFW.
Hah! Most of the time, I’d say the exact same thing if someone tried to throw it my way, but thought I’d try something different. Completely inspired by a FOTW of yours btw ;).