"The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes."
I wholeheartedly agree with his sentiment, being of great cheer myself. Plus, everytime I come home the first thing I see is an adorable guinea pig sleeping in its hammock, followed by the Pie. And everything, really, is so beautiful and fascinating, even a wee scrap of paper is so full of promise. The tea was delicious. And not laced with any kind of mood enhancer, I promise. Unless jasmine is a mood enhancer? Hmm.
In other news, I heard back from Olympus regarding my camera - it will cost about 100 pounds to fix it, so I'm gonna send the form in and have it done.
Finally, this weekend two labmates and I went to Oxford for some crayfish sampling/birthday partying/sightseeing. Both of them went there for undergrad. I will make a post with pictures from the trip later. I have my cameraphone pictures but will probably hold out for when I can get some of their pictures to put up. Here are two they will not have, though -
Carl in the hotel parking lot; looks like someone was getting dangerously close in the night:
Cute van:
I hope you all have a beautiful day!
3 comments:
Zomg the carz are kisshing!
I think I can agree with old man Wright too. For me though, it seems not like life is more beautiful, but that I am more able to notice and understand the beauty.
Lol at the ramming bar on your dinky van. Sorry to hear about the Olympus, mon.
Man, that's sweet! I'd love a hammock right now.
that is an interesting quote, especially after having read about half of the book about him and "the women" . Sounded like things weren't going too well for him. also his home was burned down. Nice that he remained able to appreciate the beauty of the world. How about a pic of the guinnea in a hammock? what will they think of next?
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