Of dustbunnies and furballs
Today I lounged around while Kevin made an attempt to clean up his room. Why he never bothered to throw out some of the junk he kept BEFORE he moved into his new house is beyond me... Anyhow, mounds of paper and garbage and old TTC cards built up and the cat scampered around trying to eat everything. *rawr* But Kevin told me to be productive... hence I blog. *rah!!* If you would like to see what his junkyard of a bedroom looks like - click HERE.

Notice Timmy sitting in the window... hehe ...
It's so funny.. he looks like he's 12. And in a couple of them (gr. 11 or 12?) he had punk spikes in his hair!!
*pats cute cat* heh. =P