stir crazy cabin fever

the look on phil's face when i told him i was going to give myself a haircut. i was bored - gimme a break. it worked out ok.

phil playing with the camera, and me getting ready to save the world.

cozy in our little living room - ready to see warm weather - come on warm weather.

as crazy as i've been going, phil has somehow not strangled me to death yet. though he has run his hand through his hair, sighed and closed his eyes in annoyance - there is an end in sight. Monday brings classes, and hopefully work for phil. we can only sit and read and play cards for so long.