Strix Varia.

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My name is Brittany.

Born July 25, 1989.

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Wednesday, September 5, 2012.

For some reason, this week has gone by relatively fast for me. However, today, by itself, was fucking slow.

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I went to the Big Cat/Exotics Sanctuary in Rhome, Texas this last weekend for my birthday. Most of the animals were asleep and a lot of the cages were empty (luckily), but I did manage to get a few pictures. Next time, if we go, I’m using my zoom lens. We were further away than the girl had made it sound when she was explaining things to us, haha.
This tiger was kept in a 6’x6’ cage for nine years of his life where he got his picture taken with countless people. Well, when he was finally brought to the sanctuary, all he has done is pace a spot those exact measurements in his enclosure which is significantly bigger. It’s super depressing because that’s all he’s known and now that he has space, he won’t leave his past enclosure’s area. They did say that he’s gotten better, though, and that he and one other animal (can’t remember if it was a bear or another cat) used to just stay in their feeding houses; and in fact, the other one still does. So at least he’s moving.
The stories you hear coming out of these places, though, seriously make me hate people that much more, haha. Like there’s a lioness in there that got her toe blown off by some ignorant mother who, rather than call the appropriate authorities, would instead prefer the cat dead. Her neighbors had owned the cat and let it play/grow up with their children (also a bad idea, but people are piss ignorant).
But I spent the entire weekend with my boyfriend and his family. Hanging out, eating good food, enjoying good company, and seeing these cats get a second chance at a decent life. Not the one they deserve, but at least a life that they won’t have to stay stressed out as much in.

I took this today… before I walked outside into the humidity, heat, and went to work to keep a headset on all day… when my hair looked bad ass. I’m contemplating washing it, tomorrow. I just really don’t even feel like it. I hate maintaing/taking care of hair, but I want it to be awesome. I wish I just had bad ass hair without me doing anything. Worst part? Brushing it. I really should since it’s been curly and crazy all day. TOO BAD I DON’T FEEL LIKE IT, so I’ll just wake up with a rat’s nest in the morning. Nbd.

So this weekend I may go camping. I just really want to take pictures of things. But no one lets me take random, candid shots of them (I am not going to set up props and be like “hey, pose” that’s boring to me) and I live in the middle of a bunch of houses and the vegetation is all dead because it’s so. I’m not in the mood to take pictures here of things I see EVERYDAY.

I guess that would be a challenge: make the mundane awesome looking. Blah.

BUT THIS WEEKEND IF I GO CAMPING, I WILL HAVE SO MUCH FUN. Getting crispy, taking pictures, swimming, rubbing SPG 3274239847 on my tattoos, etc. Fishing, hopefully.

Have you noticed that, usually, super beautiful girls with sideways pictures look incredibly normal if you turn them right-side up?