So before I go running off to far off lands I had promised myself I'd do a few things first... things like working on these projects I have rattling around in my head... photo projects, sculpture etc ( Read more... )

So, like many in the public workforce I am miserable with my current job... I've found a new one in a place I'd be totally happy working, a job I'd be happy to do, and I am 100% qualified...
So since theres no mail service today I walked it over and dropped off my resume and letter of application.

Now, Im sitting here thinking about this job...
and it ( Read more... )

James, Julia, Jenna and I went to Centralia yesterday ( Read more... )

The teasing, why the teasing?
Can't go saying stuff like that to me... it just eats away at me....
GAH.

Evil!

In other news... I'm both back at work after a week away AND I seem to be losing my voice. it's felt strained all weekend... wtf

drinking orange juice just in case.
and water.
and the blood of virgins.

 wednesday night julia got home from work kinda early and we carved pumpkins ( Read more... )

So... I really need to like, write about my trip to California... write about how friggin great it was to see my friends out there, talk about how much I miss those Philly abandoners and talk about how I went to the party at Kink.com...

But I dont feel like it yet.

Maybe once I process some film (tomorrow) I will be more or less inspired.

This weekend ( Read more... )

I am feeling quite conflicted.
A feeling I am rather tired of but what's a guy to do? 

So, I've not yet discussed the whole heal the world travels etc that I want to do with my parents just yet.

In fact, I've purposely been holding off on it.

It's just something that I want to talk to them in person about... also, me being me, I am pretty sure I'm going to work on making a documentary of my first year to 5 years of this whole ordeal ( Read more... )

Nicole is gone.
I loved her but we were not meant to be together.
A fact she realized instantly after hearing me talk about the whole, heal the world travels I'm thinking about.

God it hurt to hear her cry.
It hurt because she was crying because she loved me.
Though, and I feel bad for saying this but I can't help but think its atleast somewhat true, I ( Read more... )

So, Jenna and I were hanging out one night last week (thursday night maybe?) and we went upstairs to watch a documentary I had rented from Netflix called "Born into Brothels". The movie was following a female photographer who went down there to shoot the brothels and those who worked there but she soon found these families, particularly children ( Read more... )