Pet Project |
I built the bear from what I knew of horses. I didn't know running except towards joy so I molded his legs as sinewed spindles. When he was done, his mouth seemed too long, the slope of his spine dist...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 03:04:00 GMT |
Viva México |
photo uploads don..t work too well in Mexican internet cafes, so I..ll have to show you my adventures here.
I don..t feel like explaining anything right now since I just wrote two papers in spanish, ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 17:54:00 GMT |
a negative on the best day ever scale |
today after eight hours of heavy lifting i return home to find my father needs 5 bypasses(open-heart surgery)and that someone has been shot in my neighborhooda talk with my neighbor reveals that the g...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 20:58:00 GMT |
unucky in love? |
God bless the internet, magnet for the lonely. Having trouble meeting someone special? Uncle internet can help! Surely the technological advances in photoeditting can help even the most repugnant of l...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 23:28:00 GMT |
date application |
There's a very special day coming up, a day every girl has dreamed about since she was in preschool. Its a day where you can feel like the most beautiful, special girl in the world, a day that will ch...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Aug 2006 22:34:00 GMT |
as if there was any doubt |
pianolegs rules.if you didnt know this, delete yourself, because we're obviously not very good friendsanyway, we got to hang out a lot during break and i hafta say gemma really did well with giving hi...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 14:53:00 GMT |
the we want to punch a hooker club |
i love these girlsjust saying, if you're not in this pic, maybe you're not that great after all ; )x0
Posted by on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 11:34:00 GMT |
the first time |
Next time will be the first.
We'll go on adventures and I'll hold you hand over the rocky parts. I'll burn your dinner and you'll laugh and order takeout. We'll be the only ones in the theatre or th...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 22:35:00 GMT |
New Years |
On the boulevard that night I traded your eyes for the possibiliy of stars. Hooked my head up in a cab, squinting past the gleaming boys and brighter lights. At the party, all the jeans were tig...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jan 2006 01:03:00 GMT |
every gear of the great machine |
Occasionally things would catch fire, the trees, my bed, my own numbed legs beneath the sheets. Everything was brimming with malicious energy. Everything was waiting, watching.
I stood in my bas...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 23:48:00 GMT |
