gay is the new black

i love a softer world, and believe me when i tell you this is both a true fact, and that it's hard to type with whiskey in my system.

i also, dear friend, love whiskey lots and lots.

what happens when you combine a good mood, a sheet of glass and two photographers?

5 stitches, one tetanus shot, and the documentation of an emergency room visit.


( check it. )

i'm on an adventure

and thus taking pictures and making videos. well, video blogs.

i thought i'd share.

pictures, as always, at flickr.

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also, i'm pretty sure my favorite line last night was from rose:

"jack, if you say live together, die alone one more time, i'm going to punch you in the face."

my friend rui has these long fingers and long feet. they're kind of lovely.


this moment thrilled me to pieces, james at flipnotics, because it's james, and it's flipnotics and for the first time, my universe coalesced these two things into something very very lovely.


this is ryan. he's something unbelievable.


i saw this band recently. they were kinda fun.


sometimes, my boss is crazy, and makes me get to work earlier than necessary with very little notice. i rebelled and took pictures. this was my favorite.


this guy, totally my favorite. as an example, we recently had a 12 minute phone conversation wherein he did not break a very nice english accent.


i assisted a photographer last week, and i met this dog outside a cafe we sat in for a while. we were far away, about <------> this far away from san angelo, and i held a reflector all day.


this, this is my favorite person in the world.


there's more. to say, really, and post and talk about, but when things are weird (which, hey! they have been!) it's hard to narrow it all down into a few sentences. i love you guys.

the function of art is to hold the mirror up to nature - douglas adams, the restaurant at the end of the universe (i want this as my next tattoo...mmmhmm.)

so, my gift to myself for my birthday is to carry my camera everywhere i go and shoot at least one thing every day. for practice. and commitment. and shooting.
because i love to make pictures.
so far i've done it. even if i haven't posted them.

this has nothing to do with that.

( i like to share my images, and you people are so damn sweet to me. thank you for that. )

okay, then.


i bought a camera a month and a half ago.
she's beautiful, and very friendly, and named prisilla. and now i would like for my camera to pay for herself. i bought a website and business cards and when all that goes live, i'll let y'all know.

i started anti-depressants last week, but forgot that my doctor said to start out taking half-dosages for five days, and started on the full amount. i hallucinated for two days before remembering. i like hallucinatin' and all, but not when i need to be paying attention. it's better now. i don't want to stay on them for very long, and alcohol doesn't mix well with them, but we'll see.

i turn 25 in six days.

allow me to repeat myself. i turn twenty-five in six days.
for those of you that have already turned twenty-five, bear with me. for those of you who haven't, also bear with me.

i'm kinda freakin' out. there i was, walking along, thinking how exciting it would be to turn thirty. oh yeah thirty! and now, i'm six days short of five years from that, and that's fine and good, but twenty-five is...older than i see myself. i don't know how i got here, and it isn't even that i don't have anything to show for it (because, frankly, i'm still kickin') or that i haven't achieved enough, but it's like, and i talk about this in therapy, that i missed so much of the normal graduation into adulthood that i missed major social developmental skills along the way. so i feel behind. and not almost twenty-five. 25! jeez.

this august also marks a decade of being in texas.

but i'm thinking about going into social work, but i'm not certain i want to spend that much more time in school. i want to do something for someone else. i know there are ways to do this without spending a bajillion dollars on my education. besides, again, with the impending birthday.

and anyway, this is what prissy and i have gotten into lately. because, really, i should have a camera i call prissy.

( yuh-huh )

so i'm a big fat spoiler whore and i just read something that made me laugh like mad. i want to share sooo bad, but spoilerfix has it, and you have to highlight it. if you do, let me know and be excited with me.

thus far, on spring break, i'm in my third state, after driving through oklahoma and getting all confused-lost in the mountains (because i'm an awesome genius! who doesn't want to take major highways when she's driving long distances!) with no cell phone signal and indian cemetaries for which i'm too chicken to stop. i'm in fayetteville arkansas at some coffeeshop my mom decided i would like because i like flip's so much - it's nice, but i'm sitting outside so i can smoke and i'm looking at a service supply company and meek's the builders choice and a train (a very very small train) just went by.
yes, yes. oh the life of style.


i was in denton for a few days and i'll be back wednesday night - it felt surreal and crazy and i saw people i haven't seen in years...but i felt so overwhelmed with that feeling of never being able to go home (you know, because it just isn't the same after you leave) and not that denton is home...but you know. maybe you don't. i don't think i do.

but joel made ceviche and i saw andy.






i haven't been shooting much, unlike my plan. that's how plans go, yes? i want to get over my fear of asking people to let me take their picture. but it wouldn't be fear if i didn't like to hold on to it.

at the risk of sounding vulgar, i have a copy of lightroom 1.0 and i think i want to have sex with it.

i'm pretty sure the screen on my laptop is totally dead at this point, which is a bummer, but thanks to financial aid, i'll be able to get another computer soon. i want a macbook pro, much much much to the chagrin of travis.

i'm going to denton for spring break, for a few days, i'm needing to process emotional stuff, and then i'm going to arkansas to see my mom. back roads and tons of pictures are my plans. if you live in denton it's pretty much certain i, at least, want to drink a beer with you. i'll also probably wish to take your photograph.

the head of my department called me a geek today because i know the keystroke to log out of a mac. (cmd-opt-shift-q) try it! it's fun! i'm also becoming more and more and more comfortable with photoshop which is a blessing. also! looking forward to lightroom, yes i am.


that's all. i mean, there's more.
but i want to see you guys.

i've scanned more than this, but these are the only jpgs.






my niece olivia



crabs in chinatown



coney island. it was a ghost town.

shot for fun. they were yummy.

i'm doing a photographic project series this semester on body image.


what's your least favorite body part?



can i take a picture of it?

upstate ny is gorgeous.

we go the city tomorrow.


i love vacation.

i found my dad on myspace.

he doesn't want kids.

james spader will have my babies.


omg allergies! omg snotrockets.


i have a new phone. prepare for impending video of ceremonial sledgehammering of the old one. ridiculously! terribly! excited!


sam the cat has a puncture wound. stacey suggests tea tree oil, any other ideas? it's pus-y. besides, yes, the doctor, who might just tell me to medicate it.

my mom sucks! my dad does not!

i leave for new york in six days! to return in sixteen!

travis got me film for christmas! (awwwwww)

i've been watching boston legal as a serial diversion to how much i miss LOST. but jaaaaaaaaaaames spaaaaaaaaader.


THREE MORE DAYS OF CARRIAGE DRIVING. OMG.


i renamed wilson.

dr. theodore wilson-mister belvedere bombpants. travis tells me it sucks. bah.

my gross, yet utterly endearing, boyfriend is eating a sandwich composed of blueberry eggo's, stone ground mustard, pickles and turkey.

he told me not to judge, not to get in the way of progress.


took a bite and proclaimed, this is genius!






it actually wasn't so bad. i don't know how i feel about this.