Like I said in my announcement, I have some editted photos from my shoot on Saturday with Zach.
Check them out in my Art for Your Wallet Love album. As I get more edits, I will upload them to the same folder every time. Zach is allowing me to sell these also, we both need the money. So let me know if you want a print and what size and we'll talk about price.
Saturday before I headed out to see Zach, I had checked the mail and made the most ridiculous, horrifying noise I think I have ever made. All of the "neighbors" that were out in the complex stopped and stared at me. Truth is....I was goddamn happy and excited. Back in April I had pre-ordered the first full length album from one of me new obsessions of a band, Helltrash. It's so amazing to see how Vlixx can come out from behind the synths in Psyclon Nine and become the amazing vocalist for Helltrash. I have his signature from when I saw Psyclon Nine back in August. Goddamn awesome. Okay, so I pre-ordered the album and because I was part of the first 500 to order, I would receive a t-shirt with my order. Goddamn awesome again. Well the release date kept getting pushed back and I sat here waiting patiently. I saw the return address on the package was from Georgia and remembered "SHIT Vlixx lives in Georgia! (so does my other obsession, but he doesn't come into play here)" So I tore open the package and made even more noises. I've been washing and wearing the t-shirt as often as possible, and blasting the album every time I get in my car (windows down, bad looks from people around me but fuck em).
I've been sitting on my bum all day, kind of hiding in my room because there are just too many bodies in this small apartment. It's not that they aren't nice people, it's that I feel like I can't breathe when I leave the sanctity of my room. The good news is that I got the chance to catch up with a good, long-time, pretty much solely net based friend, Luke.
I adore that man. He's been in my life for about 7 years and he knows me way too well some days. We've both had some severe impact on each others' lives and he said he's actually thinking of getting a tattoo in my honor, either of my name or a portrait of me. How sweet is that!?!? I truly adore my friends, they mean the world to me (+cough Dami cough cough RemoD66 cough+ and all you other lovelies).
I've also gotten the chance to surf this darling site staring at lovely girls, getting ideas for the hair adventure! I have a couple photoshoots in the work and I think I may just dye the whole damn thing blue.
Hearing the buzz of the tattoo gun as it goes to work on the roomie's friends makes me want more tattoos too...this is bad. I just don't feel like I have enough ink. Bad Cadavre, BAD!
I hope my week gets a little more exciting and i wish all you SGers luck in your weeks too.
Check them out in my Art for Your Wallet Love album. As I get more edits, I will upload them to the same folder every time. Zach is allowing me to sell these also, we both need the money. So let me know if you want a print and what size and we'll talk about price.
Saturday before I headed out to see Zach, I had checked the mail and made the most ridiculous, horrifying noise I think I have ever made. All of the "neighbors" that were out in the complex stopped and stared at me. Truth is....I was goddamn happy and excited. Back in April I had pre-ordered the first full length album from one of me new obsessions of a band, Helltrash. It's so amazing to see how Vlixx can come out from behind the synths in Psyclon Nine and become the amazing vocalist for Helltrash. I have his signature from when I saw Psyclon Nine back in August. Goddamn awesome. Okay, so I pre-ordered the album and because I was part of the first 500 to order, I would receive a t-shirt with my order. Goddamn awesome again. Well the release date kept getting pushed back and I sat here waiting patiently. I saw the return address on the package was from Georgia and remembered "SHIT Vlixx lives in Georgia! (so does my other obsession, but he doesn't come into play here)" So I tore open the package and made even more noises. I've been washing and wearing the t-shirt as often as possible, and blasting the album every time I get in my car (windows down, bad looks from people around me but fuck em).
I've been sitting on my bum all day, kind of hiding in my room because there are just too many bodies in this small apartment. It's not that they aren't nice people, it's that I feel like I can't breathe when I leave the sanctity of my room. The good news is that I got the chance to catch up with a good, long-time, pretty much solely net based friend, Luke.
I adore that man. He's been in my life for about 7 years and he knows me way too well some days. We've both had some severe impact on each others' lives and he said he's actually thinking of getting a tattoo in my honor, either of my name or a portrait of me. How sweet is that!?!? I truly adore my friends, they mean the world to me (+cough Dami cough cough RemoD66 cough+ and all you other lovelies).
I've also gotten the chance to surf this darling site staring at lovely girls, getting ideas for the hair adventure! I have a couple photoshoots in the work and I think I may just dye the whole damn thing blue.
Hearing the buzz of the tattoo gun as it goes to work on the roomie's friends makes me want more tattoos too...this is bad. I just don't feel like I have enough ink. Bad Cadavre, BAD!
I hope my week gets a little more exciting and i wish all you SGers luck in your weeks too.
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14 days and just an afternoon to going londons (work at farnoborough airshow)
now i'm a zombie ..................................