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sealDear LJ friends. I am a lousy thesis writer who will become a crappy archivist, but all this should be forgiven, because I will behind this LJ cut present some extreme Squirrel-porn cuteness to you, and a Christmasy pic of yours truly from last year, wishing you'all peace and joy.
Also, I need to know: Who sent me the package with the Swedish booze?
I love it, but there was no card, just beautifully wrapped leetle tiny bottles.
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kejn? The handwriting on the package reminds me of yours.
These pics were taken on my way to the archives in Denver, near the State Capitol and the Civic center, one very lovely fall day in October. This gang of squirrels rule the whole park and bully the pigeons terribly. Here's a fat little bastard with a peanut bribe from me.
Some of the young ones are quite shy for being such rascals. I put a peanut very close to my foot, where I'm sitting in the grass, and this greedy little bugger lets his stomach overcome his fear...slowly crawling very close to me (and the peanut) with his tail in submissive defense position.
...some are more shameless, showing their pot belly and tits while eating...
...and some just plain ATTACK, because let's face it..I am after all just a slimy intruder (with bribes) on their territory.
The past weekend I had two invitations to traditional Swedish-style Christmas mulled-wine parties (called "Glögg" in Swedish), here in Denver! Lance at the archives has an Norwegian wife who mixes some really strong shit apparently, and the other one was to my old pal Bo, who married a Denver girl - Ann, and moved to Denver a couple of years ago. Their glögg was divine, and also a home mixture.
Well...I'm going back to my writing chamber and my inferiority-angst. If you have good discipline/writing vibes to spare, send them my way...please?
Many hugs and wishes of peace, joy, party, warmth and pleasantries to you all!
Last years winter pic from Sweden, since I didn't have any chance to take a good one this year. I'll send a nice spring pic from Colorado later instead.
Also, I need to know: Who sent me the package with the Swedish booze?
I love it, but there was no card, just beautifully wrapped leetle tiny bottles.
Was it you
kejn? The handwriting on the package reminds me of yours.These pics were taken on my way to the archives in Denver, near the State Capitol and the Civic center, one very lovely fall day in October. This gang of squirrels rule the whole park and bully the pigeons terribly. Here's a fat little bastard with a peanut bribe from me.
Some of the young ones are quite shy for being such rascals. I put a peanut very close to my foot, where I'm sitting in the grass, and this greedy little bugger lets his stomach overcome his fear...slowly crawling very close to me (and the peanut) with his tail in submissive defense position.
...some are more shameless, showing their pot belly and tits while eating...
...and some just plain ATTACK, because let's face it..I am after all just a slimy intruder (with bribes) on their territory.
The past weekend I had two invitations to traditional Swedish-style Christmas mulled-wine parties (called "Glögg" in Swedish), here in Denver! Lance at the archives has an Norwegian wife who mixes some really strong shit apparently, and the other one was to my old pal Bo, who married a Denver girl - Ann, and moved to Denver a couple of years ago. Their glögg was divine, and also a home mixture.
Well...I'm going back to my writing chamber and my inferiority-angst. If you have good discipline/writing vibes to spare, send them my way...please?
Many hugs and wishes of peace, joy, party, warmth and pleasantries to you all!
Last years winter pic from Sweden, since I didn't have any chance to take a good one this year. I'll send a nice spring pic from Colorado later instead.
