I didn't have a great day today. Was once again, as usual, a complete idiot and fuckup and I should really be freelance already so I stop causing harm to others. And then I swam a good 20 laps after work (and I swam hard), but still didn't feel better. Plus I found a suspicious mole this morning and have convinced myself I have skin cancer and am about to lose my benefits so will die a painful death in a homeless shelter (I might be slightly melodramatic).
But you know what does make me feel a little better? This absolutely scrumptious photo of my Hobbes' nose. Don't you want to rub your face in the soft, white fur? I could smear frosting on that pink nose and eat it all up.
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4 comments mean you love me:
don't eat his nose! he *needs* that for smelling! shocking! also: supah cuteness :)
oh geez! my bad. I hadn't considered that he might *need* his nose. oops. :)
frosted nose cupcakes are the best.
KLZ- right? doesn't get any better than that.
steff- THANK YOU! you are also, for reals, awesome! other names I call my Hobbes: Hobbit, Hobbella, monkey face, sweet boy, Hobbers.
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