Your own personal Cheezits

Butterfly Pavilion pictures are up!! And they're TURRIBLE. I really do need a new camera. Derek thinks I just need a new lens, but I need all of the new things. ALL OF THE NEW THINGS!! I made myself a gorgeous little Amazon wishlist for all of the things I want to buy, and I feel like I'm watching my stocks all over again. I'm happily watching all of the prices drop, and I'm hoping that they'll all be at least 10% marked down when I go to buy them next month. I'm also getting my tattoo next month! Hooray! Hooray to all of the new things for me! But back to the task at hand:

Well hello, you blurry ass butterfly! You're so blurry because Drea sucks at using her fifty on anything that isn't people! I did like the bokeh, though. I wish this had been more clear. 

Chrysalides! From Ecuador! That are also blurry and overexposed, and I will blame Derek for messing with my camera on the way up to the Butterfly Pavilion. Even though I know it's my fault. The scapegoat game is fun!!

You will notice the distinct lack of butterfly in this picture. It's an abstract. I call it Dances with Wolves. For obvious reasons.

I took this picture for Sara, because she called me a grinch the entire month of December, reason because I hate Christmas music, and I don't do Christmas decorations. I call this one, "Suck it, Sara."

I love orchids. I love them so much. To my knowledge, there isn't a more beautiful flower. I'm so pleased that my orchids from last February are still growing gorgeously. 

This is apparently a slipper lobster? Maybe? I'm taking Derek's word on that. Anyway, doesn't he look ugly, but also delicious? Yes he does. I felt the need to go up to one of the tour guides at the Butterfly Pavilion to ask how expensive their seasonal lobster was by the pound, and I'd like to plate the lobster under the rock, but I didn't do it. I just angrily tried to take pictures of aquarium things and failed miserably, though I DID learn a fun new trick completely on accident. I'm quite pleased. It did jack shit for me Friday, but I'm optimistic that on my next venture out, I'll be more successful because of it.

I played an initially successful game of "Fuck that guy!" on the way up to Denver. Until I lost. And then I was annoyed. I told Derek what I was playing, and thankfully, he enjoys the game as well. So I didn't feel like I was going to terrify him with my driving, yelling, and generally dangerous attitude behind the wheel.

So there we go. The first photo outing of 2014 was kind of a lame ass bust. Balls.