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I got fingerprinted today for a new job (in a school system) and there was a herd of deer at the location I went to. I was taking pictures of them when one came up to me and started licking my hand. The guy who does fingerprinting gives them leftovers. I think this guy wanted lunch. It was SO COOL and they have soft tongues.
petrichor.
bones, blood, tissue, water. The magical is contained within such crude forms, while the crude forms are yet just as magical. The monster and the wonder and the same. I feel like there’s something keeping my monster from reaching my wonder. Which will die first without the other?
floating.
I bought two carbaners and some webbing today. I want to go outside and clip the webbing up around the tree and self-suspend. Get practice and understand mechanics as well and enjoy being off the ground.
It’s probably for the bettter that I’m too much of a wuss to do this alone. I can fathom creating a really comfortable seat for myself though.
Outside is also a hammock chair much like this one which is also quite lovely for hanging around in. I just with the wireless would reach the back yard and i wish I had a book light.
Naked day.
My roommate and I did a nude shoot the other weekend. We ran around outside in one of the first really warm days this year with this awesome photographer dude. It was fantastic. To any other women in NJ/NYC area, if you want some natural relaxed B&W nude shots, contact this guy. He’s building a collection, and he’ll do Time for Images.
GWG STUDIOS, NYC
Playing on the hammock swing
hanging upside fown from swing
just me
Samm and I
oh flickr.
In flickr, when you view something of adult nature it has the option to not view adult material. At the top it says:
guh
My mom is in the hospital. I don’t take care of people well. I jsut want to go into hiding and hope they get better on their own. She has an infection in her leg. My sis and I are going to go see her. I love her, I wish I wasen’t emotionally defunct.
I really want to sleep. I’ve been up since about 6am, and I feel fried. Britney spears’ stage is a metric fuckton of stuff, but yanno what they say, the less talent the more crap.
addicting
I keep wanting to play with this. I might suggest not putting me on RSS feeds, or at least not on ones you take seriously. I hope to post a lot and fairly non interesting things here.
Tomorrow, (later today, like in 4 hours) I’m waking up to build brittney spear’s stage at the prudential center. I’m slightly scared because my back is still fuckered. I can’t walk or stand without pain and I’m going to go do labor. AWESOME.
joe’s….
big dick makes me all wet and hornyyyyyyyyyyyyy kthxbyelar