There is an issue with my work.

It's difficult to do.

It's not technically challenged in any way, if anything, it's nonexistent.  And I'm tired of it.

You can pretty much divide my experience as a photographer (or maker of things in general) into two halves.  Before and after October of 2010.

In October of 2010, the apartment I lived in at the time ( Read more... )

I set out to write at about 9:30 tonight and got completely and utterly sidetracked by *reading* journals instead of writing in mine.  No matter, I didn't really have a plan for this anyway.  It just excites me that I'm getting to a place where I'm starting to recognize that I want to do things ( Read more... )

There are some songs, some very specific pieces of music that I can hear, and I'm right back there.  It's 2006, and I'm sitting in my dorm, staring out the the window at the imperceptible darkness and the lights of Mitchell Hall, across the lawn.  I'm waiting for you to come throw stones at my window, Mike Moody.  Or maybe I'm waiting to see if * ( Read more... )

Fuck it.  I had this giant long fucking post all ready to go, and LJ was just like "Nope.  Fuck you."

What ever happened to the draft option?  Fuckers.

wow, so... it's not like I use this thing anymore, um ever.  But.

I'm at this weird crossroads.  Like, I keep coming back to this choice of whether or not to go back to school.

The first time, in 2010, it was mostly because I had nothing better to do.  I didn't understand the whole process of "once you get a bachelors, you can't really just go ( Read more... )

(Anonymous) wrote:

Oct. 26th, 2010 06:31 am (UTC)
I will do anything you want
to make you keep feeling that way.

You were a liar.  And these words echo in my head and scatter seeds of doubt in my mind.  Because this someone, who is no longer so shiny and new, but who outlasted you and will outlast you ten times over, says wonderful, beautiful things to ( Read more... )

Why is it that spambots will latch on to a single LJ post and flood it with literally hundreds of the same ad?  I delete two or three ads from the same post every single day.  It's bizarre ( Read more... )

Wheee.   Still alive.

I know it's likely been going on a year since you were here checking up on me.  But I know better than to try and contact you directly.  So I'm just going to say it out into the ether, and if you never hear it, that's fine ( Read more... )

Every year, around this time, I start thinking about my 101 in 1001 list.  And because I have never actually come up with 101 things to accomplish in the 1001 days, and also because I never really know when the 1001 days will be up, it's kind of just a continually updated list of neat things (and some mundane things) that I want to accomplish some ( Read more... )