Frost Apostraphe

Today's theme is magenta.





Another day, another sunburn. Two days later it's almost gone so I'm feelin good. I put sunscreen but five hours in the June NM sun does you in no matter who you are.

In other news, Abq. residents, did you ever ask yourself, where are all the people who look good in a swimsuit? I now have the answer. They are all at Sandia on Sundays, paying $30 to get in and having ridiculously defined abdominal muscles. I did not pay $30 to get in. I paid zero and didn't even have a swimsuit. But heat won and I went swimming in my underwear because otherwise I would have melted.

I may have an admirer and my admirer may have given me some a bouquet of five different sorts of flowers. They may have smelled amazing.

Some day, I'm going to convince my dad that he will never actually rebuild this car and that it must be moved. Three cars in any back yard is both trashy and funny to me. I wish it were more like this today, blue and clear. Instead it's on the verge of snow just grey and nothing. And cold, too cold. I must go for a run but damnation, when it looks so grey, my body doesn't want it and my head doesn't either.



In other news, I went to Blackbird's holiday party. Carly rockstarred some candy canes out of thin air, a process that involves a lightbulb like this one.

Unrelated: this guy made a pinhole camera... out of his mouth. I wanna try it. I think that's rad.



( Wanna know how to make candy canes? Plus, ramble on social anxiety. )

Annie's prints came in the mail yesterday. Damn but that metallic paper looks so good on high key black and whites. There are plenty of situations where metallic doesn't cut it- this photo shoot wasn't one of them, however.

And speaking of pictures taken against my brick wall, here's one of Nik.



It's funny how the raw file isn't nearly so gloomy; I injected all that based on my own mental reflections. And they say photography is objective.

Nik's visiting from Seattle. Some people (read: Jaclyn) may remember him for dating Kendra for two weeks. He went on to get married and now he's going on to get divorced. I've been thinking about him the past few days, wondering about this divorce situation, wondering why people get married and how it only takes one person to fuck it up beyond all repair.

Anyway. We chilled yesterday, it was nice to talk again. He went with me to the camera store while I tried to determine what is wrong with my D80. We drank hot mochas and talked about the olden days when we both worked at Relay and were always getting into hijinks of one sort or another. It was good to get another friend back, and if I can find a cheap ticket I think I might go visit in Seattle- if only to see that NEATO public library they have.

Went to IHOP with my dad. Sat next to the most annoying people ever: four women and a man who complained loudly, "They've been together ten years and he won't propose, and I said to her 'why would he buy the cow when he gets the milk for free?'"

YEP. You know us cows. @_@

But the people sitting on the other side were these other much cooler people:











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I went to the mayoral debate with Linds yesterday, but more importantly, we went to the main library and I saw this girl. I LOVE when I ask to take someone's picture and they don't put on their photo smile. Seriously. It was raining when we walked over. I had on yellow high heels and Lindsay had purple ones. Everyone was wet. This girl had nine facial piercings. I found a copy of Samedi the Deafness by Jesse Ball which I haven't read since my mom lost my copy.
After the debate, we went to Blackbird for the after party. We walked from the F.S. parking lot. My hair turned curly in the humidity. We talked to a guy who was taking pictures for the Alibi whose name I forget but I'll tell you maybe tomorrow cos I'll look it up. All was right with the world and it rained all night.

Here's David Canning. At the beginning of this roll of film, [xxx content deleted xxx]





Do these symbols mean stuff to anyone? I think they're cool. I also thought that third one was a safety pin for half a second and I was RILLY. EXCITED.