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All Deviations
All Deviations
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Leaving, returning, I'm confused.

Journal Entry: Fri Aug 25, 2006, 4:16 PM
So, I'm no longer on the West Coast. Au revoir pacifica.

Currently, I'm in Pennsylvania, The Poconos to be exact. And, to my horror, cameraless.

Yes, you heard that correct. I am without a camera of any kind. I didn't even bring my kind of fuctioning Canon QL17. I'm a bastard.

Truthfully, I'm really just waiting to get into the city to buy a new one. So, until then, I'll be updating my gallery with pictures from the past months in which I was anything but active on dA. Enjoy!

Journal Entry? Honestly?

Journal Entry: Thu May 25, 2006, 7:42 PM
Yeah.... I'm sitting here, with what is most likely mono, anxiously awaiting my last 5 rolls of film to arrive. I hope the shots came out.... even 30% keep would be awesome.

A new novel.

Journal Entry: Wed Nov 9, 2005, 2:08 PM
Once I wanted to name a novel: The Unpredictability of Pre-shrunk Cotton.

Once when I was in a community service club at school I sold t-shirts at a Moto-X event. The guy in charge told me, "If the customer says it is a little large, tell them the shirt is 100% cotton. If they say 'It's almost too small, will it shrink?' Tell them it's pre-shrunk!"

The truth was: it was 100% pre-shrunk cotton, and people are complete assholes.



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  • Mood: Confused. Tired.

backseat seatbelts

Journal Entry: Tue Aug 30, 2005, 3:30 AM
but i, i've never felt so much life
than tonight,
huddled in the trenches

If you want to know something, you have but to ask, in which case you won't receive an answer, but feel you have made the effort and have thus rid yourself of any worry.

Thruthfully, though, with commas to spare, tonight is a strange night, and when you are alone in the backseat, you feel every turn with your stomach
(i want to vomit,
i want to vomit)
and that's how I get sick. In the backseat, wondering where we're going with my eyes closed counting street lights's blurrs, bright oranges and greens.

I wish to write once more, but the effort is so effortless it hurts. I could simply (vomit) throw something at your feet. If you lie to me, I won't tell anyone.

lets just paint you a pretty face.

Good night.

  • Mood: Confused. Tired.

Timely Daily Deviation

Journal Entry: Thu Jul 7, 2005, 2:18 PM
Well, I guess that is quite a birthday present.

I would just like to thank Gonzale, one of my best friends on this site, and +cweeks, who I've only been able to share a few words with, all of which have been very helpful.

As for the terrorist attacks on London, which has apparently made my deviation "timely," I send my heart and prayers to the victims and their families.

  • Mood: Confused. Tired.
  • Listening to: Joseph Arthur - I Would Rather Hide