October 27, 2006
me without you, blah blah blah...
thats eileen, she lives far away, in canada.
tonight was a great night to sit at home and drink coffee made from my senseo, and write an 800 word essay for 50 dollars, stop by BH, come home, make steamed vegetables, then drink some water, and go to sleep.
its so nasty out. been raining since last night. lame.
think good thoughts.
October 26, 2006
a coffee, black...
most people dont realize, and not even the people in these photos dont realize how much they actually mean to my life. i remember being such a part of that family, for what seems in the bigger picture a short amount of time, 5 years, but honestly, it was the most exciting 5 years. even though i have been crazy busy, more than ever without them. they were my favorite. i hope they find what they want. i guess im just a fan now, which is hard to get used to, but i think i will figure out how to just sit back and watch. if not now, someday.
thats a great picture of ladd, mainly because it totally conceals his baldness.
im having another catcher in the rye moment. i wish i would have never read that book. its almost 3 and i really need to take a shower, i just stink.
night or not.
October 25, 2006
gas station runs...
ben came home last night. he invited her over. they ate dinner. then he fell asleep on the couch with his arm draped over her waist. she made him go to bed. later she left. she woke up this morning. sad, because he was leaving again.
for the road...
find and a job, so i can live four blocks away. anyone know of anything good in chicago, jobwise?
October 23, 2006
thoughts on food...
this is totally a super hungry at 2 in the morning thing...
i got the greatest idea to make potato soup to eat this week.
i will make it tomorrow.
but i dont know how.
i think im just gonna wing it.
im mad she never taught me that.
you old fart...
went to chicago over the weekend. im sad to not be there.
the train ride home was horrible. fire engines and ambulances were involved. ugh.
im starving and its 2 in the morning. im tired but not ready for bed. havent showered for three days. and its just cold.
some of the atmosphere/art at one of the taverns we stopped by.
i suppose its time for bed. right.
October 20, 2006
October 19, 2006
your voice like the sound of sirens...
today is my birthday.
and now its a fire out of control.
not interested.
what ever happened to that silly dream you had?
October 18, 2006
divided only by distance and time zones...
i bought a comb and some hair conditioner tonight. i also had three photos printed while i was shopping cause im working on the frame project for karate explosion.
October 17, 2006
slight of hand or something...
where do the hookers go when its raining?
i always save the dumbest most random shit.
like cardboard. i was looking through my basement tonight
and found a stack of cardboard squares.
and i was sitting at my desk looking at someones
photography site of just polaroids,
one had a piece of tape on it.
then it hit me i am going to make picture frames out of the cardboard.
god, i love imagination. and cardboard.
oh yeah, i found a bottle of elmers glue, to boot.
and thats gonna come in handy for this little project.
October 16, 2006
October 14, 2006
its the weekend i think...
that pair of boots is what i want for my birthday, the sand colored ones, size 8. i found a dark brown pair on ebay, but they were like a size too small and in europe somewhere. damn, right?
birthdays suck.
im hungry...
this photo makes me think of nick zinners photography from his book slept in beds. well, it was inspired by it, i guess.
