I am Judy and this is my eyeball. Now that it's blown up all big, I can see that there's a smudge of mascara under my lower lashline. Oh well. That's the kind of lady I am—I'll be all dressed up pretty, only to notice, hours later, that my skirt is tucked into my underpants. I got off easy here.
What follows are some photos of me and my friends. Oh, and you'll also see my cat. I'll do my best to keep the cat pictures to a minimum, but Mabes is a damned fine kitty and I'm not sure I'll be able to resist. If you're my friend and you don't see your photo, it doesn't mean that I don't like you, only that I haven't found a good enough pic yet. Feel free to send one along.