Happy Valentines Day, everyone.
I know a lot of people feel really jaded and loveless. Try to have a good day anyway. Go buy yourself one of those pretty heart-shaped boxes and sweets
They're supreme!
This was a rigorous week for me, academically. Being sick for so long set me back quite a bit. I got most of it done though, and I figured out how to make a flexagon. My fingers have so much binding glue stuck to them that I think I might as well just chop them off Sylvia Plath style and buy new ones.
The spring(ish) weather has been supreme, when it's been around. Hints of warmer weather fills me with this irrational optimism. Like, for a minutes, I could cry tears of joy; everything will be fine, I will get a paying job, I will continue making art and music, this isn't the end -
and then, it starts snowing again and I go back to my hole.
Some bitch at the gas station tried to tell me that my drivers license was a fake ID, and tried to take it away from me. I managed to get it back with the "I need that shit to drive, shall I call a police officer?" line. She still wouldn't sell me the beer though. That's alright - I don't need your $13 six pack of stella anyway.
No SG shoots lined up. I've been trying, to no avail, to get a staff photographer to even respond to my messages. Alas-
I may try one more set with Moonstone who shot my first set,
I know a lot of people feel really jaded and loveless. Try to have a good day anyway. Go buy yourself one of those pretty heart-shaped boxes and sweets
They're supreme!
This was a rigorous week for me, academically. Being sick for so long set me back quite a bit. I got most of it done though, and I figured out how to make a flexagon. My fingers have so much binding glue stuck to them that I think I might as well just chop them off Sylvia Plath style and buy new ones.
The spring(ish) weather has been supreme, when it's been around. Hints of warmer weather fills me with this irrational optimism. Like, for a minutes, I could cry tears of joy; everything will be fine, I will get a paying job, I will continue making art and music, this isn't the end -
and then, it starts snowing again and I go back to my hole.
Some bitch at the gas station tried to tell me that my drivers license was a fake ID, and tried to take it away from me. I managed to get it back with the "I need that shit to drive, shall I call a police officer?" line. She still wouldn't sell me the beer though. That's alright - I don't need your $13 six pack of stella anyway.
No SG shoots lined up. I've been trying, to no avail, to get a staff photographer to even respond to my messages. Alas-
I may try one more set with Moonstone who shot my first set,
, and I think Alex Somma expressed an interest,
and if I'm ever mobile again, I'm going to shoot with CandyCrimson in PA.
We shall see.
Have a good one, sugarplums
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I feel sorry for people who aren't able to appreciate or haven't experienced being in love. I had something special for over 32 years until my wife's passing about three and a half years ago. Her spirit and our love for each other will stay with me forever.