Fun with toys.

Ha. Look out earthlings. I am armed, with my Mum's digital camera. I've loaded all the software onto my pooter, I have a whole new memory card thingy thats completely empty (except for a most charming self-portrait in my jim jams) so perhaps very soon, there will be the New and Improved Planet Claire, featuring Real Pictures.
Soon as I've figured it out (read: soon as Tim has taught me).

In other news, my Daddy, who is awesome, is coming to America with me to help me get all set up and settled in. Yay for him.

Why do I still have tonsils? Do they serve any purpose, save for giving tonsilitis a place to live?

These are the questions that keep me awake at night.