luminaire

Mmm, greasy. This has got to be like my favorite place to eat, ever. And I don't even call it fast food, since it really does take like 20 minutes to get in and out of there.









I love my camera so much. I've been taking pictures non-stop. I think I've already taken like 300 pictures, and it's all random crap. Good thing I got the 1GB flash card.

I really need more practice taking pictures of myself too, they always look funny. Those were the only 4 out of like 100 pictures that even looked remotely cool. I guess I look better when I'm blurry. The plus side of taking a fuck ton of pictures is that the odds are better than I'll get something decent out of them.



I've been collecting alot of magazines lately. I find a few pictures, or ads, or something in them that I absolutely love. Then when I get home, I tear it out, and stick it on my wall. I've never really decorated my room before, but I think I like the way it's turning out. I guess my ex is finally wearing off on me. She had the coolest wall in hour apartment; it was just a wall of fonts. All kinds of different text sizes and shapes...I miss that wall.



It's like a big wall of random stuff, I love it. Pinup girls, cars, ipod ads, celebrity photos, and my big Deftones poster.





*sigh*, I really need to clean my room. Home sweet pig stye. I guess that's the price I pay for working 14 hour days. Oh well, at least I can buy more magazines. I need to do laundry too. And fix my car. It's going to be a busy weekend.

I need a date.