Ah yes, the beloved hamster..

What did you dooooo?! We do not OWN this apartment!!

The following photographed pieces I call Evidence Of My Father. My dad’s back from his stunt as a fast-food seller in Maracaibo to find a job here, in the city we actually live in. He may continue being a foast-foodie or question marks.

Massive amounts of one food product is not comon here in Venezuela so..that’s why I took a picture of it? Ugh, it’s not common anywhere, unless you have some sort of food business and keep your stash at home.

Must have been a nice business.

And now, completely switching topics by way of a picture, Ame got her first drum lessons yesterday. I kept trying to record the guy playing the drums but my laptop mic WILL NOT WORK. Whatever, he’s good and her practice makes me cringe because ugh I remember why I quit the piano so many moons ago. Repetitive. Motion. (of the fingers)

Good luck to her, though!