Thanksgiving at age 25.

I've had an eventful week or so. My lovely little sister came to visit to help me celebrate my 25th birthday and have Thanksgiving.

On Saturday, I had a party...


and cooked a turkey, whom we inhumanely personified. Her name is...eh, was Stella.

Marianna took out Stella's turkey neck, which was conveniently stuck up her cavity.


We covered her in vegetables.


Yassi carved her up.

In other food:
When we went shopping, Marianna found some sweet potatoes that looked like sea lions.


and this corn pudding was delicious, but very not healthy.

Hi?

So, my life is about to change significantly in the near future. I'm moving from Portland, Oregon to New York City. I'm excited for the change, but I will miss lots of things, like microbrews, Dave's Killer Bread, our washer and dryer, among other things.

I'll really miss my bedroom. Here's some artifacts of my current life. Expect to see more in the near future.


A picture of my dad where he is the most comfortable: surrounded by books.



My television broke so I drew and cut out a monster and taped it to the screen. So the channel is always the same.



Here is Rebecca's dinosaur guarding a pile of my art.