Several months ago, I put together a post where I showed some of the outtakes from my daily photo project. I’m ready to do it again, but this time with a theme.

I end up rejecting about 80% of the photos I take of myself due to unwanted facial expressions, what I’m calling “bitchface” and “goofyface”. One would think that after nearly 18 months of self-portraits, I would be better at controlling this. I am not.

I have learned this much. Two things that make me look angry are the sun, and concentration. Goofyface happens when I start getting bored with a photoshoot.

	Outtake of this photo. Reason: bitchface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: goofyface + tongue.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: bitchface, and this was just a test shot before I’m even wearing the sweater.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: goofyface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: bitchface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: goofyface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: bitchface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: dogs are cute, but not supposed to be in the shot, plus goofyface.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: I don’t even know what to call this face.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: goofyface + tongue again.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: not angry enough for a zombie.
	Outtake of this photo. Reason: even Tippy can have bitchface.

I’m here! I don’t have Swine Flu! I still have a computer!

Many thanks for all of the sweetly-worded hate mails, because they worked. Lookit! I’m updating!

Pardon me while I bitch for a moment. Verypink has been under a nearly constant barrage of hacker attacks. My WordPress style sheets have been full of European drug website ads that I’ve been deleting as I find them. The biggest problem is that this hacking has somehow changed the font you see next to the photos, making it bigger. I already had a very limited amount of space for text, and now it’s even less. Ugh. Still trying to find a way to fix this.

Fast-Topic-Changing Friday, ready for takeoff.

	If I look different, it’s because I’m OLDER. It was a month ago now that I had my 41st birthday. Surprisingly, 41 feels a lot like 40, which felt a lot like 22. Next…!
	This ittybitty bit of yarn…
	Knits up as lightly as an underweight feather…
	To make an entire sweater to fit a grown-ass woman.It’s the Featherweight Cardigan, and it is currently my very favorite sweater. Ravelry deets. Next…!
	Abe and Tippy have recently become evil partners in crime. They don’t copy each other’s good behavior, just the bad. Pull all the towels off the rack? Let’s do it together! Shred toilet paper? We’re a team! Next…!
	I’m working on a new sock design. No. I’m re-working a sock I designed a couple of years ago, because I didn’t bother to write it down as I designed it the first time. Free pattern available soon. Next…!
	Another new design. Still a big secret. Next…!
	Baseball season in a city with no MLB team. Instead, I can go to UT games, or frequent sports bars that have the MLB cable package. (The only problem with the sports bar is the amount of pub grub and beers I accidentally consume while I watch these games.) Next…!
	The futon mattress ended up on the floor when I removed the cover to wash it. It suddenly became THE COOLEST PLACE IN THE HOUSE, according to my little partners in crime. Next…!
	Had to sneak in a photo of Ike. Have a great holiday weekend!