It's kind of amazing how location plays such a big part in your perspective. Things in Athens seem to unfold kind of slowly, whereas things in Columbus seem very fast. Maybe it's because my main connection to most folk up there is through LiveJournal... so I'll read through a week's entries. Life really wasn't supposed to be lived one week at a ( Read more... )

Life is really good. I've lost something as a rite of passage. I'm really happy about that. Photography is coming together as it should. This quarter is wrapping up and I don't think my finals load is going to be intense. Ill. It's amazing how much happier moving to a new dorm has made me. God bless it.

Because only white trash people neglect children ( Read more... )

I'm moving out. I'm pretty damn excited. I keep walking around Jeff and a bunch of the same shit that always happens keeps occurring and I totally feel secure in this decision to move. People here just aren't as friendly as over there... and everyone there is cool as shit. Atkinson Mod 2A here I come ( Read more... )

I miss time. I feel like I don't have any here. Well, I have too much, really, but I have no idea where it all goes. I want to scan in a lot of my negatives, but I just never do it. I want to take pictures, too. Goddamn. It's like things are not scheduled quite perfectly. I want to get into a routine here that isn't too predictable, but is ( Read more... )

Okay, so when I said I wasn't sure about the new Aesop Rock EP... I was lying. It's fucking great. Better than Bazooka Tooth. Sorry for the confusion that may have caused. muahahahah

Thinking conceptually about photography is one of the hardest things ever. I'm not in a photo class currently, but I look at some of the pictures I've taken and they truly lack any purpose. Sometimes I feel like art and artists lack purpose, they know it, and that's why they push so fucking hard to include meanings, etc. In drawing, we were doing ( Read more... )

Fuck feeling like you suck at poker... or at least, fuck everyone you play with on a consistent basis thinking that. I don't think I suck at poker. I feel like they've just figured out my playing style and exploit it every time. It's just frustrating because every time I enter a game with them I'm already on tilt a little bit. I'm practically ( Read more... )

I can't help it. I feel like I travel down all these thoughtlines but I never really get to any specific location. I just feel very dissatisfied with my thinking lately. I can't come to conclusions. I'm too cynical. Everything seems so hopeless -- not necessarily with me and my life all the time... but just the world and people in general ( Read more... )

I think I got food poisoning from Taco Bell. Yet another reason never to eat there. Goddamn you, Taco Bell. Goddamn you. *shakes fist with undeniable, angry vigor* It's just that puking could quite possibly be... THE WORST thing EVER. Ugh ( Read more... )