A photographer's mentality
Seeing the world in isoltated moments, and trying to keep a copy of each one.
My goal was to fast for seven days, but I only made it two. Apparently, the body needs nutrients and stuff to be able to move furniature for eight hours every day. So I kept getting dizzy and light-headed. After work, I ate a 16 oz. steak and a baked potato, and felt really bad about myself. The African kids don't get to stop eating and go out and get a big whiskey glazed steak. But they also don't get to choose to not eat. Not that i was fasting for African kids, I just felt bad about all my privilage. I don't deserve it.
There is a funny thing between cigarettes and me. I started smoking on and off when I was about fifteen, and i've gone years without it before, but I am always drawn to them. I think maybe I am in love with cigarettes and cigars. I don't like smoking them, I don't like the fact that I can not breathe properly when I've had a lot lately, but I can't let go. I'm not addicted, I've never had a nicotene jones or anything, I just like smoking. I'm trying to just do one a day. We'll see how that works.
I got to host two more couch surfers last friday, and it was very interesting. They were from Detroit or somewhere around there, and they were (are) traveling the carolinas and georgia. Oh, and they're women. Erica was a bit bothered by this at first, but she was cool with it eventually. The couchsurfers and I went to chili's and then downtown to souyia for some dancin. Well, they danced. The whole night was an interesting experience for me, and I realized a few things about myself that I won't get into here. I feel a personal essay coming on.
Why do we capitalize I and not me? or us?
I was supposed to have off work tody, but they just called me in. Balls, people, big sweaty balls. I had things I wanted to do, but my employers had to suck. At least it's money.
Tattoos. 'nuff said.
My goal was to fast for seven days, but I only made it two. Apparently, the body needs nutrients and stuff to be able to move furniature for eight hours every day. So I kept getting dizzy and light-headed. After work, I ate a 16 oz. steak and a baked potato, and felt really bad about myself. The African kids don't get to stop eating and go out and get a big whiskey glazed steak. But they also don't get to choose to not eat. Not that i was fasting for African kids, I just felt bad about all my privilage. I don't deserve it.
There is a funny thing between cigarettes and me. I started smoking on and off when I was about fifteen, and i've gone years without it before, but I am always drawn to them. I think maybe I am in love with cigarettes and cigars. I don't like smoking them, I don't like the fact that I can not breathe properly when I've had a lot lately, but I can't let go. I'm not addicted, I've never had a nicotene jones or anything, I just like smoking. I'm trying to just do one a day. We'll see how that works.
I got to host two more couch surfers last friday, and it was very interesting. They were from Detroit or somewhere around there, and they were (are) traveling the carolinas and georgia. Oh, and they're women. Erica was a bit bothered by this at first, but she was cool with it eventually. The couchsurfers and I went to chili's and then downtown to souyia for some dancin. Well, they danced. The whole night was an interesting experience for me, and I realized a few things about myself that I won't get into here. I feel a personal essay coming on.
Why do we capitalize I and not me? or us?
I was supposed to have off work tody, but they just called me in. Balls, people, big sweaty balls. I had things I wanted to do, but my employers had to suck. At least it's money.
Tattoos. 'nuff said.
posted by AJ. That's right, AJ. | 9:48 AM
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You got elbowed in the eye piece! Yeow!
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