I'm feeling kind of sicky-poo. Been acquiring lots of records lately and I still have three albums en route (which is actually 4 LPs and a 10" thanks to the fancy Sigur Rós record). The weekend was kind of nice and low-key. I took a picture of a box of baby bunnies.
I want to curl up and sleep in there too.
Chicken of Satan.
Yes, the chickens do have large talons.
That's the fucking orb of Satan right there, hovering above its minions.
Even the goats loved cara's outfit!
I wish I had more to write. This headache is obstructing my thoughts.