well you know i've got some sweet, sweet memories, but i've got nothing to say.

ohemgee video blooogggiinng. interrupted by momma silver toward the end. awesomeness could ensue if you're lucky.

out of sync as WELL!!!!! but fuck it i don't care.

I HAVE MY FLICKR ACCOUNT BACK!!!!

thanks to mr. mustard vigil, who brought his camera out to flaunt last night after working with the settings and using me as a test subject in his house with the lovely lighting via his monitors. ^{CLICK FOR FULL SIZE, SUCKAS!}



jj contramus was also supporting the O man with a pin lent by the lovely katie;


'i'm gonna go sit in traffic for at least 90 minutes... maybe listen to some mayer...don't leave!! ok, well you're gonna miss petty...wait, what's this burning here...this in my chest...'

no. really. at least about that first part - kiiindaaa in the mood to listen to some blusey trio work and lie in the wind all day but i gotsa go grandma visit. it aint a job yet, bitches, so i want to enjoy my freedom. but now, AWESOME PICTURES VIGIL TOOK WHEN WE NEVER SLEPT.

fuuuuck why are all my friends such good photographers or at least so knowledgeable; they are reducing me to gush where i don't know shit and HAS ANYONE NOTICED (haha, like people notice shit about this thing, i am awesome right now) how i haven't written prose in like, oh, FOREVER?!

oh. i have.

whatever, check out the waves. and me chasing birds. jerk faces.


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and i quote matt; "this is what kids look like"


by the way, i had a wretched dream during my cat nap this morning and in part of it i wanted to go break up a Yes On 2 rally (in front of a graveyard nonetheless) and i couldn't get my car to do anything but pull tight circles. ...to the left.
i believe this was because of katie merriman's dog, bella, who is a ferocious little beast but fuckin' adorable. in the dream jessica mcawesomness and i also climbed this dangerous mountain and i fell.

it hurt.