ohhh... I want.
I wonder if ghosts sit around campfires and tell living people stories
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I want to live in this world.
this is my obsession: blockles. I play non-stop. it’s like tetris, but multi-player, and mean. add me and come play (my SN is: holy shit its mango), I will kick your ass and you will like it.
I'm in a bitch fight with mother nature.
I am hiding out in a cafe in breckenridge, waiting for the snow to stop blowing. it’s nuts, you can’t see in front of your face right now. I was yelling at it for a little while, but then I realized that I do not in fact control the weather, despite my best attempts. so, sit and wait, drink some hot chai, enjoy the fire. it could be worse.
popsicles are the shit.
what an amazing morning. I spend all morning and afternoon teaching kids to snowboard, and it was so much fun. their little faces were lit up like christmas trees. I’m so happy for them, I can’t even express how I feel right now. I am at my mom’s house now, making a vegan feast. yummm!
oh boy. it’s 6AM and I’m up and getting ready to go. today, I am spending the morning/afternoon on the slopes. I volunteered this year for some charity work.
Bike Gears, a bicycle gear calculator for the... →
I’m mostly posting this for myself so I’ll remember where to find it when I get home.
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it's not fair.
it’s not ok to hold me to some kind of expectation, when I have made it clear that I am nothing of the sort. you set yourself up, and I have to pay the price? how is that fair? it’s hurtful, selfish, and it makes you ugly inside. I suppose that means I’m not missing out on much, but at the same time, it makes me wonder if there really are good people out there. I’ll let it...
sad, very sad day.
my favorite band broke up. I cried. I don’t care, I’ll admit it, I cried my little eyes out. they mean so much to me, I just cannot comprehend them not being a band, or never seeing them again. they’re the band that made me get into music for real, for the first time as a kid. it’s so sudden, they had a summer tour planned, it’s out of nowhere (I hope everyone is...
close your eyes and count the faces.
do they blur together? realize that when you gave your all, we did too. when you finally get over yourself, I hope the focus is crystal clear, and you will see exactly what you have done.
had an easy, relaxing day. walked around broadway for a while… went to flossy’s… wandered around 16th street mall.. it was all cool, until my phone beeped on my way home, and there waiting for me was an email from my dad. I don’t know how to respond, what to say, what to do.. I don’t know. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be angry, or sad, or happy? what do...
winter is a field of mines the red flags bloom in spring liars thrive on the chill when there are no signs of their ill will lets pretend everything is just as you said I’d rather not wake up alone in this bed who needs a warning when I’ve got bare skin pressed up against him sometimes a song says it all.
music makes my life feel less like a pile of...
my heart can walk on water.
but I kind of wish it would fall. I want to feel the panic of drowning, just to know that what I feel right now isn’t all in my head.
i got a new camera for work.
back in the 3oh3
rushrushrush. goodness, it was a long trip. I’m home, in one of many pieces. my brain is over there, I’m sitting here. what a mess, I tell ya. it feels good to be home, but I know I won’t be here for long, so I’m kind of in that… restless in between crazy thing that happens. I’m going to go roll around in bed and try to make sense of myself now.
I’ve been in it. I’ve said this before, but I’ll recap for the sake of this post. my family and I are at odds, over some issues out of my control. my thanksgiving, and christmas have been cancelled due to my finances, and not being able to fly out to be with them. I have been bumming on the whole idea of spending the holidays alone, and really feeling sorry for myself. ...
love my dinosaur
he’s my little tater-tot lovin’, spawn of the devil, adorable dino-doberman.
I always do this! if I go to bed early (as in… before 3AM), I wake up at 6AM and have the hardest time falling back to sleep. I had kind of an awesome dream though. I’m going to tell you about it, ok? ok. so, I was an investigator of some sort, and part of a CSI-like team, but instead of human deaths, we investigated the murders of monsters. whaa? yeah, monsters. we had this case at...
“I love you more than a hug with hip action and no awkward back pats”
and thats when she said...
fireflies need only the moon to prove they aren’t so brave.
what a dayyyy
my ass was woken up and promptly shoved into a car at 7AM. I was then driven in a groggy state to breakfast with old friends, who funneled coffee down my throat. after our meal, we hit the mountain for some early morning snowboard fun, then it was off to my photo gig for the day (today it was a huge house a local broker is selling and hired me to take pictures of). this place was nuts, it’s...
not this time.
I’ll run to the mountains, where the trees hide my face. I know you’ll never find me. I know you’ll never really look. I don’t need an apology, just the years back. I laugh to tip the scales, it’s one or the other, and you won’t see a tear. I can feel the lies this time, you’re stepping closer to thin ice. you said you’d die trying, they say wishes can come true. I’ll run to the mountains, where...
speaking of great music videos…. (NSFW)
here I am again, wide awake when I should be fast asleep. do you believe everything happens for a reason? I like to. I like the way eyes look with smiles from the inside out, the way eyelashes frame it all perfectly. I think maybe that’s what gets to me the most. I like the way fingers intertwine, the way they pull at clothing in restless moments. I like the way lips always cushion teeth...
by the glow of salt.
giant chunks of gold and rust colored salt, with a light bulb inside their carved interior, illuminating the room with a soft, relaxing glow; I love them. it was a long day, I’m exhausted, wind burnt, and still frozen. the shoot went well despite our narrow time-frame (see the post below; yikes). I am settled in with a glass of wine, and a “house” marathon.
good morning! it’s 7AM. I am bundling up in my warmest winter attire, sipping on some espresso, and loading up my gear bag. day two of photo project: we are shooting on peak 8 (despite construction) in breckenridge. I’m excited, because they gave me some big toys to play with. I still feel very amateur, and am very thankful to my old friend for hooking me up, otherwise I would never...