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hmmmm ([personal profile] korpi) wrote2005-08-11 11:14 pm
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I had a headache and the ship rocked too little for my crazy tastes, that's about it

Thought about writing about the trip to Sweden and back. Then I saw pictures of my brother's wedding and decided to share (myself dressed in pretty clothing).


First, the main couple.
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Second, the main couple looking stupid, happy, stupidly happy.
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"The ceremony took place outside." and "The wedded pair looking uncomfortable."
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(OMG MY BREEDERS.)


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Me, giving sunglasses to my brother... After being announced a married couple, dad took these two for two rounds around the house, in his Njebr (at least I think it's called Njebr. It's a motorbike, at least a hundred years old, that my father bought this spring. IT SMELLS. IT'S UGLY. IT MAKES TERRIBLE NOISE). People were amused.


Totally random picture of the puppy that caused me nightmares earlier this summer!
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After the meal, people hung around. Somehow, all the males gathered in this one place...
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Our dogs! And a lost puppy. I don't know what they're howling at - fish, possibly.


Um, before the meal... Me hugging my brother. Various people laughing at me - the most notable would be the pink-haired one (a cousin) and the one in a blue dress (another one). Looking at the picture I realise my hair is at least twenty centimetres longer than I thought. Wow.



Going in a neat chronological order, me tying my tie for the first time without instructions (the second time ever). Before the wedding.
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And lastly, a tree.
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An apple tree. In full blossom. (To you.)

[identity profile] kor-pi.livejournal.com 2005-08-11 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
What can I say, it grows when left alone.

(Nice is what it was, but it lasted for too long. Twelve hours? At least four hours too many.)