Thursday, December 25, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Monty likes to travel. I forgot to stamp the last two photos, but I'm too lazy to do that now. So starting now, I wont be lazy about it.
I'm going to go play monopoly now :) My sentence structure is really shitty on my blogspot, istn' it? Maybe I should take my blogspot more seriously, like I used to. Hmm..
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Monty likes to bum around indoors, but stay in the sunlight that streams in through the window. Sad for him, though, that the sun moves pretty quickly, and by the time he falls asleep (jk, he actually falls asleep super quickly) the sun's already moved on, and he has to get up and move somewhere else. This is probably a result of his naps frequenting the afternoon, when the sun moves relatively quickly. Then he gives up and moves back to his comfy green chair that faces the kitchen - just in case someone snacking wants to share.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
meet monty!
Today, Monty and I went to the park! I was overwhelmed by his cuteness this morning, so decided to take him out. And seeing how I haven't touched my camera in Ages, I decided to bring that, too. Monty + DSLR = a new series of photos found only HERE, at http://unordinare.blogspot.com. Exciting, right?
Monty and I walked to the park, just a minute of walking away. It was really cold, and when it started sprinkling I decided that outdoors was not where I wanted to be anymore. My fingers froze, so we only stayed outside for like, 10 minutes.
I don't understand how to change the picture sizes on blogspot's auto-upload thing.
(Here's the first photo before desaturation.)
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
i would tell him

today was a good hand holding day. if i could talk to him, i would tell him. i'd also tell him that i still don't think it'd work. for simplicity's sake. what's wrong with brutal honesty? besides its brutality. why is honesty so painful and hurtful? denial?
Labels: blur, night, people, silhouettes
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
bleed out the poison

au naturale. i can't believe myself. it's too difficult. especially after lying to myself for so long, a maze. like a labrynth? as ruined as one, but not quite as neatly built. are labrynths only physically confusing, or mentally as well? symbolic much? i think i hurt myself, but it's like cutting yourself to bleed out the poison, i suppose.

