Before today, I was dreading the oncoming cold sweeping down from the mountains into Santa Fe, making everyone in its wake shiver uncontrollably. I hated having to bundle up and tie bandanas around my ankles to keep the breeze out. And then after I was stuffed to the brim with various Thanksgiving treats, Cara and I walked outside to go watch a ( Read more... )

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Huzzah! Fight-guy still reads this shit. Glad you put your time to such good use, duder! You should register and then we can be internet friends for LIFE. Then you can send me pictures of your penis over AIM and stuff. Oh also if you want to break into my room and pee on my stuff or anything I live in King A122.

PS: you look like a squirrel.

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You know what I love? Typography nerds. Talkin' about curves and serifs and descenders and diacritics like they are talking about a woman. It's adorable.

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After finishing my midterm for digital photo (which I can't really post because the physical presentation was important, plus it's just modifications of photos I've posted before), the darkroom tech guy busted out the styluses for the WACOM tablets in the digital lab. Resulting in these ( Read more... )

Things I want: a friend, a sleeping bag, a camera, an occasional cuddle and/or kiss, some way to eat, and freedom.

Haha, the guy I got in a fight with read this. Hey, guy I got in a fight with! What's going on? You totally did call me gay, or at least implied it, but it's cool, I don't mind really. And heat of the moment and all that. You take care now!

I have no recollection of what happened last night between the point in time where I was talking to my pal Fiona on the phone in my room and the point in time where I woke up in my sleeping bag outside without any pants or keys and I had to climb through my window to get inside.