so it's 6:15am and I've still not gone to sleep. I'm such a night owl.
Speaking of owls, I'm thinking of getting a tattoo of an owl. Partially because I am a night owl, and well, mostly because of my mum. She's always been the one giving me sage advice throughout the years, she's taught me to "fly" and well, she's worn a necklace with a little gold owl on it every day since I was 10 years old. For some reason, I think of owls when I think of my mother. She's my own personal hero, and I think that getting that tattoo would be a good tribute to her. It would be something that would mean a lot to me, and well, owls are pretty. I don't think I'd get an owl like a real owl picture, but a stylized owl. I'll have to draw something. Or maybe find something and draw it out. Not sure.
Anyway. In other news... I found a camera. Yes. I found a nice digital camera with a HUGE memory card in it. It was sitting on top of the toilet paper thingy in the bathroom of a club I frequent. I thought for some time about turning it in. They have to have some sort of lost and found, and then I showed it to everyone I was with and they were like "SWEET! YOU HAVE A NEW CAMERA!" So I kept it. I feel sort of evil, but well, new cameras are fun, and to celebrate such fun, I've been taking pictures like a fiend. Yes, a fiend. Hopefully I'll get a bunch of them just randomly loaded on here, so I might drastically expand my photos on here. For some reason I have a shit ton of pictures of Oceana on my camera, probably because of her new fancy haircut. Either way, hopefully I'll have some pictures up soon. Speaking of pictures, I've gotten rather artsy lately and have started making my "bottle art" again. Aka, putting empty beer and malt beverage bottles in the fire and finding new ways to crack and distort them. I have some really pretty looking stuff. I love doing it, and I love the delicacy of the cracked ones. Fragile, and beautiful, and if you apply any pressure they'll crack into millions of glittering shards.
I should sleep though, my uncle should be calling me in an hour or two.
Speaking of owls, I'm thinking of getting a tattoo of an owl. Partially because I am a night owl, and well, mostly because of my mum. She's always been the one giving me sage advice throughout the years, she's taught me to "fly" and well, she's worn a necklace with a little gold owl on it every day since I was 10 years old. For some reason, I think of owls when I think of my mother. She's my own personal hero, and I think that getting that tattoo would be a good tribute to her. It would be something that would mean a lot to me, and well, owls are pretty. I don't think I'd get an owl like a real owl picture, but a stylized owl. I'll have to draw something. Or maybe find something and draw it out. Not sure.
Anyway. In other news... I found a camera. Yes. I found a nice digital camera with a HUGE memory card in it. It was sitting on top of the toilet paper thingy in the bathroom of a club I frequent. I thought for some time about turning it in. They have to have some sort of lost and found, and then I showed it to everyone I was with and they were like "SWEET! YOU HAVE A NEW CAMERA!" So I kept it. I feel sort of evil, but well, new cameras are fun, and to celebrate such fun, I've been taking pictures like a fiend. Yes, a fiend. Hopefully I'll get a bunch of them just randomly loaded on here, so I might drastically expand my photos on here. For some reason I have a shit ton of pictures of Oceana on my camera, probably because of her new fancy haircut. Either way, hopefully I'll have some pictures up soon. Speaking of pictures, I've gotten rather artsy lately and have started making my "bottle art" again. Aka, putting empty beer and malt beverage bottles in the fire and finding new ways to crack and distort them. I have some really pretty looking stuff. I love doing it, and I love the delicacy of the cracked ones. Fragile, and beautiful, and if you apply any pressure they'll crack into millions of glittering shards.
I should sleep though, my uncle should be calling me in an hour or two.
Yes that's right, us scrawny, white long-hairs make the world go 'round.
But if you put two us together, we're like siamese fighting fish.... Or Peruvian make-out lizards.
But we always enjoy surrounding ourselves with girls who say we're cute. So, welcome aboard the good ship 'Prettyboy'.