number one hundred and two: riding my bike at night.

number one hundred and one: my graphic fiction class.

The class is actually full, but I took the picture before it was underway.

number one hundred: late night green tea.

Wow. One hundred days of love? Who saw this coming? Certainly not I!
Thanks for the comments, the pictures you've sent in, adding me to your bookmarks, or just stopping by... you've made them a rewarding one hundred days!

number ninety-nine: baking.

The only time we bake is on "Fuck It All" days... this is one of those days. This post was supposed to be number ninety-nine: red balloons, but the baking took precedence over the buying and blowing up of balloons.

number ninety-eight: dancing.

number ninety-seven: non-sexual life partners.

number ninety-six: boots.