Cheryl and I are nerdy. This is not surprising to anyone who has known us for any length of time. Especially if you know both of us, and have witnessed the way that we speak to each other. It's half normal talk, and half references and inside jokes so obscure no one but us can understand it. (for example, I am sure that the image of a pizza slice does not send you into uncontrollable giggles when thought of alongside the new Star Trek movie.)
We have had some new highs of nerdiness however, and the other day we decided to pose with a few of them. This is Cheryl and I attempting to act badass.
Note the cliched graffiti background, and the way Cheryl's intimidating nature is brought out by her Starfleet insignia.
Same goes for me, except with a much more awkward pose. There is a reason I'm a photographer, I'm hella-awkward in front of the camera. For this reason i'm thinking of starting a 365. But I'm most definitely scary and intimidating as a member of the Colonial fleet.
Not much else is new. I finished re-housing all the photographs at the ROM:
and am now scanning glass slides.
I'm working on the neverending black raglan birthday sweater of doom for my father.
I just finished reading Deathly Hallows (sob)
and I am about to start reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society on the recommendation of several people.
Also, Dave has been working at Nestle, and I swear, if he brings home any more chocolate bars I'm going to kill him.
