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Me! (Civilian me )
Last shots of me as a soldier:


Going away gift from my office: (It reads "Why so serious? You're being released").

Exercise pays off? No shit

Party. I enjoyed it very much

emily painted me yay

My replacement fedora finally arrived today. I won't have time to bash it until tonight, so here's a quick shot of me in the open-crowned hat:

I realized I was behind with the Quarterly Marina Picture, so here it is; as a compensatory prize, it's of me in a tanktop with my roommate's crayon drawing of a scene from Stargate as backdrop.

Went on a trip to the arts & Crafts shop with my flatmate today. She of course decided I'd look great in a bright yellow children's hat...

What happens when you let the fun carry a bit too far at FRC, ( theres one jabbed on my adams apple too)

Well, I've been tweaking and breaking in the new hat all week and I think I've got a good Raiders of the Lost Ark style bashed into the sucker:

My Buddy Christ pose at an airsoft game. Didn't work out too well since I'm wearing my Rx sunglasses under my goggles.



The required action shot.

Yes, I know, I'm in desperate need of a shave. This was taken at Busch Gardens on my physics field trip, I think right before we started walking back to the bus.




And one of me at Epcot. Our friend's daughter wanted me to wear the thing, so I did. I could barely even fit it on my huge-ass head.

A couple from the last few days' shooting.

Taken on Friday.

Went to a fairy-tale ball last Friday. I decided to go as a modern interpretation of Puss in Boots, these are the results:

We were at a demo and the wall of the nearby chapel made a good background, so...

Munchies!

I want a goatee...




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What do you MEAN you won't go out with me?

All right, I think I've been here long enough to merit some pics.

First one's pretty generic, just so you know who the hell I am in the next ones.


My standard facial expression (in case it's not blindingly obvious, I'm the blond one).



Me in what my friends consider to be my "natural state."


This is my potato cannon. Hell yeah. Ignore the pants. It was a long time ago.


And finally, me at a costume party. Had the bathrobe, had to get the pipe and monocle to go with it.


So yeah, that's me. Hopefully maybe some of you got a laugh out of 'em.

Despite being the official photographer for the convention, there were almost no photos of me, and most were crap.

A comically large lens that I borrowed during the convention:


Slightly different angle. (Still doesn't capture the full, unbelievable scope, size and weight of that motherfucking lens):

The girls really loved that lens for some reason. I blame biology gone wrong.

A slightly amusing hat.


Canon EF L 3.5-5.6 28-300. (If anyone cares).

The last one after some playing around in Photoshop.

It's been forever and then some since I posted a pic of myself.

Here's a couple of pics of me at my parents' place, playing with the Alpha Wolf of my sister's pack (consisting of this one and two Spanish greyhounds). The greyhounds could flatten her just by sitting on her, but she's the undisputed master of the three-pack. She's a Seropi, which is a fancy way of saying she's a mutt with who knows what breeds in her. (Seropi = short for "sekarotuinen piski" = mixed-breed mutt). She's a rescue dog from Estonia.







EDIT: Fuck but I need to lose some weight stat. Those pics sure don't flatter me...

The crater of 20 105mm rounds.

I really have to find a way to get my hair reliably under control when it gets that long.

(Yes yes, I know the easy answer is 'just don't ever let it get that long', but I rather like how it looks when it's that long, yet not as disorderly.)

This was at a poker game, and if you're wondering at the devious look on my face, it's because I was winning.

Look at me, I can barely stop myself from smirking.

Some pics of me at my sisters recent house warming


Puckering up


Me, my girlfriend Nadine and my mate Chris


Me and Nadine toasting the house


Me and Nadine again, it was pretty late by this point and I was shattered.


Me and Nadine the next day just before we got on the Belfast Wheel.