I change blogs like some people change boyfriends.

Going back to blogger...Ivan started a blogger for Broken Raygun, so it makes sense that I sick to Blogger for my (extremely infrequent) posting. I don't blog as much now that I'm happy. Ha.

I'll keep this account around for groups and reading/commenting on other's LJs.

Check it out:

saw odcchaz's 10 things that make him happy list...here's mine. Why not? It's been a while since I posted on LJ. May as well make it happy ( Read more... )

I want to ship myself to Santiago, Chile. I will bring plenty of water and crackers with hummus. Upon arriving on Henriette's doorstep, we will squish into the box together and go on my South American tour, including, but not limited to, Chile, Venezuela, Argentinia & Brasil ( Read more... )

So. I went out to eat with the family tonight. And at the end of the meal, I brought up LOST, whose season finale I had finished watching on Thursday. And we were talking about it, and my brother mentioned that new episodes won't air until January 2008. Shit, right? I have to take Biology and Statistics in the Fall semester without having LOST ( Read more... )

+fruit leather from Springfield tastes better than fruit leather from Centreville ( Read more... )

I officially ran out of space on my secondary hard drive today. Where I keep all my music and photos....So, I decided to burn a lot of my photos to CD. While I'm popping CDs in and out of my computer, I'm reminded about how this once-advanced technology will soon be dino-like to us. How digital photography is going to be the downfall of visual ( Read more... )

I got up today and, after a quick shower, threw on the same clothes I wore the night previous (which smelled like Clubhouse, which means smoke and perfume, but I kinda like it) and shot out the door to go to work. I picked up two Red Bulls on the way in, and slammed one as soon as I got there. Within thirty minutes I had the shakes like it was ( Read more... )

There’s always been something sinister about being left-handed. But shorter life spans? That’s downright creepy. The notion apparently sprang from a Canadian psychologist named Stanley Coren, who declared in his 1992 book, The Left-Handed Syndrome, that left-handers, on average, lived about a decade less than right-handers do ( Read more... )

My hands are covered with spray glue. My project's almost done, though. I need ot figure out text/title, if any, and closure. Now that I've put it together, I see where many improvements can be made, even though I made a prototype. Assembling the real deal always teaches me more.

I got up this morning. I felt awesome, which was weird after the 5+ vodka tonics (word to henriette) and shots I consumed in under 4 hours the night previous. I showered, clipped coupons, got a ride to my car (never drink and drive, kids), and then spent the rest of the day assembling my final project for About Photo ( Read more... )