Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My first wife, B.

MARIACHI REVENGE
oil and water
but thicker than anything.

best and worst influence in the same breath.

Monday, April 27, 2009

The Nicest Thing

I wish it were easier to take pictures of people with my phone unnoticed. Sitting in North Classroom, I have seen the following:
Half shirt
Twilight Shirt
Uggs - leggings as pants - long t-shirt - north face fleece - super straight hair in a messy ponytail - tooooo much makeup
crocs
crocs
purple and white air force ones, different shade of purple polyester slacks, third shade of purple zip up hoodie.

I wish I was kidding. No I don't! I love people watching. Oh! There goes a hatchetman shirt.

Tonight I am taking DarylBobPryor to dinner as his birthday is on Wednesday, and he works eight days a week. We'll be going to the Irish Snug, which is a place everyone should eat if they get a chance.

Still need to take mattbush out for his birthday (mongolion bbq!) and Andrea turns 22 this weekend, but a drive to Fort Collins will have to wait a little bit until my money situation is more in order.

My photo final is shaping up nicely. I want a puppy. I wish I could find a new or second job. I am anxious for this weekend, I hope I'm a good hostess. The show/party on Saturday was mega fun. Why are dresses for petite girls so hard to find? What makes pretty girls think that PINK shit from VS is acceptable and fashionable? Someone please throw all white on white sneakers in an incinerator, especially KSwiss.



Truth Hurts.

Friday, April 24, 2009

where do we go from here?

My ego has been bruised
Haven't you heard the news?
Used my last excuse
Now I'm falling
Just can't see through my lies
See the ghost behind my eyes
Severed all my ties
Said my goodbyes
I faced an army of myself and I failed
My good intentions were last seen falling through the cracks
You're pointing out everything that I lack
All my misfortunes were last seen leaving your lips
Silence is golden, time for me to cash in
I'm taking the long way home from here
The long way home
I'm taking the wrong way home from here
The wrong way home


Sometimes you just have to walk away from the only place and the only person that feels like home as a means of self preservation.

Sometimes you have to convince yourself to let go of what your entire being tells you that you need in order to function on the most basic level from the day to day. Sometimes you need a distraction from everything else just to remember to breathe.

Yeah, the wrong way home.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

LATELY

I have been taking a lot of photos. I am finally feeling creative again.



chatfield 2 08


creepy



Atwood House



Sterling 04 10 09 022


tiny friend

this one is film!



Feels good. I'll upload some scans of b/w prints i've done when life slows down a little.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

wow

oh wow.

I'm going to really, actually blog at some point, I promise.

I just want to say my body is seriously HUMMING from how amped I am on how fun today was. Fun. At SCHOOL.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

SIT COM

MY LIFE IS A MOTHER FUCKING SITCOM.

Or so says Kyle. And he's probably right. He's correct about many things.

ASPOUSAL FOR LIFE.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

REGRETS AND ROMANCE

I hope it was all worth it.

That moment in August I knew everything had changed, and I would no longer be the same. I had no idea this would be the outcome or this regret would be so consuming.


In other news, it's supposed to be sunny and warm tomorrow. I am wearing a dress to school. Yes, a dress to school.