Hawkeye is being unusually cuddly tonight.
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Laura, 25, Nashville.
Maker of mixtapes and compiler of dream casts.
Currently rewatching the X-Files and blogging about it. (This "project" is on temporary hiatus, but will hopefully resume soon. Hopefully.)
if you just want to hear a playlist of my audio posts, well guess what, you can do that here.
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Bands I've seen live.
I also run:
trouble minx, a tumblr about Spoon
Avedon & Erté, which posts one classic Richard Avedon photo and one Erté art deco masterpiece a day, or at least it does when I get around to filling the queue.
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Vinyl cat.
So now that I know for sure Hawkeye’s totally fine I feel like I can type out the story. (I probably should warn you that this is very long and gets a little gross.)
Hawkeye and I have been through hell today
He may or may not have eaten one or more ibuprofen tablets, which are extremely toxic to cats. He’s been to the emergency clinic and back and seems to be fine now, but I am a total wreck. I’ll post the whole story later when I’m able.
Portrait of my cat.
Proven fact: cats love suitcases. (Taken with Instagram)
I’m attempting pin curls tonight! Per Christine’s request, some process shots (with bonus grumpy Hawkeye).
If I manage to get up early enough and they turn out okay I’ll post a pic of the results in the morning.
Doofus.
do you ever have that feeling of being surreptitiously watched through your apartment window because I get it all the time
