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How my day is progressing:

My supervisor is out (meaning, I can't go anywhere until lunchtime - you'll see the importance of this momentarily).

( TMI follows )

Picspammage of ME

For mass entertainment purposes (and to prove the fact that I can't take a picture to save my life), I present to you...

Pictures of Me

The importance of this lies in the quality of the pictures. I run from the camera. Mostly because if there's a dopey face that can be made, I will make it. Or I'll have way too much teeth and gum. Or I'll be at a bad angle. You name it, usually it's in a picture of me.

Saturday was the wedding of a coworker, and someone brought the office digital camera. This resulted in me being cornered on two occassions for pictures. The first was luckily at just the right moment and they caught a good angle. Actual decent picture of me!

( Good Picture Under Cut with Cute Dress )

And yes, I am that flat chested.

Where it gets wonky is when the coworker who I regularly want to kill, and who I am jokingly married to (I gave myself the "work wife" moniker a long time ago), decided he and I needed to have our picture taken together. With a clear shot of my part. Bad angle, tons of five-head, and people TRYING to crack me up?

( You mean you thought this would come out GOOD? )

Yes, when I grin, there is that much gum.

Stupid people kept making me laugh. And then got made when I was giggling. And then coworker started talking and they kept snapping pictures and we got these.

( Mad laughter, serial killer, my sexy look, and getting it together. )

And also? I will be bleaching these teeth like crazy soon. Doesn't do good for my ego to see my teeth aren't as white as my skin. *headdesk*