locked in one position

certain aspects of this life
well, something doesn't feel just right
and i don't know the fastest way
to make these days turn out okay

my puppy has a hurt hind leg.
i freaked out on my mom yesterday because my dad has not taken her back to the vet for a follow up.
he kept saying "she's getting better. she's walking on it."
i see that as she has had a bad leg for about a week now and they gave her pain medication.
she's not better, she's used to it.


aaaand...
to you friends out there that consistently let me down or count me out:
be sure to let me know if it's because i did something wrong or you just don't give a damn anymore.
i'm tired of feeling like shit all hours of the day because the people i love don't seem to love me.

trudging slowly over wet sand

i've hit the six month mark on my first pair of Alamedas.
time for a real wash.
it's funny.
last year, i thought it would be forever before i owned a pair of Altamont jeans.
i own four pairs.
the only reason i'm washing my first pair is i wear them to work.
they've soaked up a lot of dish water and there's frothed milk stains near the ankles.
also, it won't make much difference whether i wash them or not.
i tossed them in a washing machine without any detergent when i first got them because i wanted to shrink them a bit.
so the dye of the denim set in and they didn't wear the way they should have.

i'll do a better job next time.
in another six months, i'll probably retire them and buy a new pair.
work pants can get pretty disgusting when you work with food and drinks.


i hurt my right index finger pretty bad last night.
i'm doing most things left handed.
having flashbacks to last year when i broke my thumb.

i just want it to be summer.
tomorrow.
i can't wait to lay on the beach.
my fedora covering my face.
relaxing for one week.
then coming home to what i'm hoping will be the best summer of my life.
i'll be 21, transfering to a new school, working a job i actually enjoy, and maybe (a big maybe) i'll make enough money over the summer to start searching for an apartment somewhere.
anyone interested in living with me?
i'd search places around towson.
close enough that i could skate to s-bucks and campus bright 'n early in the morn'.
i'm not trying to drop three weeks pay on a towson parking pass.

tonight.
let us dance.

so distorted and thin. distorted and thin.

i love ground slothes.


finding faith.


oh hello!

i need your help. any and all.

there's two series of photographs i want to do.
one of which, i've wanted to do for about 4 years.
it's always in the back of my mind.



there just happens to be this perfect spot of light at a school in parkville.
i've only taken picture with old cameras there.
now that i have my slr, i want to do the huge series that i've been dreaming of for years.
as many friends as possible, all standing, sitting, posing however they feel, all covered by the shadows made from their own body.
hopefully the lights are still the same there and haven't been replaced...

the other series has to do with telephones.
i just want to get as many pictures as possible of people on cell phones, house phones or pay phones.
i especially want to do some phone booth shots at the booth near Goucher.
possibly jam as many people as we can in it?
it's up in the air.

who's interested?

a change of tune

life.
it's pretty rad.

new haircut.


oh hello NeckFace chukka boots i got from Rugged for $30.
you will look great on my feet!

Amy and i had brunch this morning.
i got lost trying to find the place, but it was so beyond worth it.
four waffles stuffed full of bananas.
potato patties with sour cream.
some delicious-ass coffee.

i bought a wicked polaroid at the Joppa rd. Goodwill.
also picked up two VHS: a Batman the Animated Series video with a bunch of Joker episodes and a collection of really old (2 are in black and white) Mickey Mouse cartoons.
the lady at Rugged Warehouse didn't ring up my dress shirt.
$30 for limited as hell NeckFace Vans and a very nice grey shirt?
is anyone else having as awesome a day as me?

also, Amy found a pair of shoes she was already planning to spend $50 on at Rugged.
for $7!
the world is our friend.

fuck this town

i need to be somewhere new.

still photographing in moderation

late night. late night.


summer swallowed us whole.


call me when you're down.


Buddy!


hold up hold up. are you foreal?

future RSC t-shirts

whenever i actually have free time
which may not be until summer
possibly next week during spring break
i'm buying some iron-on materials and making RSC t-shirts.

i've already picked a few photos that are musts.
you're free to suggest/request others.






"RSC breakfast of champions"




"since before your time"

and
of course
YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT

also, who's down for a RAVE Surf Cult party?

ragin'

in Intro to Theatre, we're watching an RSC adaptation of Tartuffe by Molierre.
RSC being the Royal Shakespeare Company.
but i know what it really means.

consistently left behind.
incessantly pushed aside.

not a fan of campus.
which is why i'm transferring to towson.


dear God,
why is it
when i do good deeds and am generous
i am punished for it?
why is it Adriel keeps talking
though i tell him as kindly as possible
that i'm watching a fucking movie and his mouth running every goddamn second is making me want to rip his fucking throat out and beat him to death with it
(in reality: "dude, that's enough.")
he just keeps talking on and on?
why is it
(though i was so fed up with him yesterday that i wanted to throw him through a wall)
when i gave him a Berger cookie cause he was so hungry and is too fucking stupid to buy snacks
he then proceeded to make pleasure noises as he ate it
though i told him to stop
twice
or i would take the cookie away
and
when he came back from his magic the gathering meeting
once again would not shut the fuck up
even though this time i was very blunt in the fact that i was tired
going to bed
and did not want to hear another word
so he proceeded to say it was my fault he was so hyper and talkative
since i gave him the cookie

i am never being nice to this obnoxious mother fucker again.