bixbygrendel

My life. Oh how fantastic it isn't. Not only have I suffered more loss of many kinds than most in my life, but this past year (365 days) has been... awful. Now I'm able to keep my mental slippage at bay for now. But I've just recently had a crushing breakdown. Some of you may remember the journals. Some of you who I feel a little closer too may also remember the MSNings.

So what has me now. I am a photographer. I have two cameras. One is the one in my super sexy display pic. The other is my digital point-and-shoot camera. Now while it is just a point and shoot camera, I don't use it that way. It's my digital camera. Some of my best work has been done with that camera. I have to sell it so that I can get new back tires for my car. I need the car. Badly. It gets me where I need to go. And when I'm allowed out I happen to have MANY places to go (most of the time.) I've needed to change the oil in my car 4 months (VERY BAD THING TO DO) I've needed new back tires for 6 months (ALSO NOT GOOD). This car is more to me than a car. It's the frame I almost died in. It's the vehicle in which the few purely happy moments of my life have happened. It's an extension of myself.

At the same time, a photographer selling his camera is like a porn star cutting off their genitals.

A friend once said to me "When you get mad the world shakes in fear." Well. Get to shakin rock. Cuz now I'm pissed off.


Oh yeah. Evergreen Terrace sucks. Their covers however... damn good.




I love it so.