Boo I am here to give you nightmares.
 Did I ever tell you that DIGITAL CAMERAS ROCK?!
Yeah well they do. I mean, you won't believe how many virtual pictures I erased before settling on this one. Also, you won't believe how many I retained. And lest you say that I'm too self-involved (it's true, it's just that you're not allowed to SAY it, see) I think I'll put up some of my family members too. But they're on another page for quicker loading and Maximum Pleasure. (Also, they might kill me if they found out.) Actually, the real reason is that I'm kind of lazy to create nice little snapshots and everything, so if you're interested, just use the things below:
+ Flower Joyce (not as promising as it sounds)
+ Funeral Joyce (my potential obituary, cum present-school-purposes image to print and submit)
+ Blowfish Sis (she's Jessica)
+ Jane Joyce (now you know why I'm Bobbin)
+ DW Joyce (note: NOT for pregnant people who do NOT want a miscarriage)
+ Distracted Joyce (the face I'd make if my house were being burnt down next to me while I was posing for photos)
+ Retard Pregnant Joyce & Hell Sis As described.
+ The Band in a non-band state (new!) I just thought this looked really nice (if blur). Because it has lots of people in it, and they don't know they're being shot, and it's a very school-y scene, and Cherie and Diana and Quanyi are all so cute.
On the 19th of June, 2002, a day that will go down in history as the day of the World Cup when no worthy-of-watching matches were being played, I got to meet my penpal and NAB reader Wen for an afternoon of fun and villainy. Actually, we mostly parked our butts at McDonald's and talked the afternoon away. Australian accents are fun. Anyway, here're some of the photos we took:
+ Wen "I am the dark lord of poor contrast!"
+ Me & Wen Nostrils are always a good thing to have.
+ Movement I like this picture because it looks like McDonald's is moving very quickly to the left but we're still trying to take pictures.
+ Me & Wen 2 This is one of the few where we managed to get all of his face and half of mine. It's very hard to aim when you're taking pictures of yourself.
Okay now that you're done, you could like actually go and read the comics and stuff, yah?
Actually, THIS is the real me. And no, it's DEFINITELY not Nina Persson, lead singer of The Cardigans whom I so idolise. Definitely not. No siree, no. Nup nup nup (note: kindly detect sarcasm)
PS: I put this page up because of a poll I held over like 3 days in late June of 2001. It was called, Do You Want To See My Ugly Mug In Vain Hope That It Is Not *That* Ugly Or At Least Won't Give You Internal Injuries Upon Sight? (DYWTSMUMIVHTIIN*T*UOALWGYIIUS?). A total of 416 people voted, with 86% (wow) going for 'Yes Baby Yes! / Why the hell not', 3% for 'No, it'll probably hurt' and 'I've seen you before, you pompous ass' and the remaining 6% going for 'I'd prefer not to tarnish my fantasies'. Since then, I've just used this page for random funny photos that crop up.
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