Teenager

Yesterday was Ozzy Jr's 13th birthday. I asked him how it felt to be a teenager. His one-word answer: "Hairy"

Faces of frustration

Day 6 at the Red Cross

Day 7 Front Yard

I Make Me Sick

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We were out with friends on Saturday night, and they took a picture of me and Mrs Ozzy with my phone. I looked at the phone and thought to myself how much of a fat sumbitch I look. It's funny how a person can look in the mirror every day and think one thing, then look at a photo and think, "howthehell did this happen?"
That is when I decided I would take a picture of my fat face every day and post it to the internet. No cropping, color adjustment, brightness, just as it is. Since it has been a few days since my revelation, I have several posts to do here. I vow to post a photo of my fat face until it is no longer fat, whether I like it or not.