Further Notice

After inspection, the previous post can go ahead and apply to you as well, like everyone assumed. It's definitely true, but says more about everyone else's perception than my own. <3

(still, going on record and saying I'm not being a bitch. Disappointment isn't cause for debate; live your life, be happy. Seriously.)

There was this crazy period of time in my life when I'd keep waking up next to brown people.. In Chicago. And in Dallas. And Portland. I, uh.. I had issues, I guess. Anyway, this is Vincent and I, waking up, young and in love with the city.

I'm finishing up the editing on the photos from our last wedding, and I'll be uploading my favorites before I leave for Portland this Saturday. I'm also updating our main web-page, and organizing everything for the influx of commission work that's making me love being jobless.

Jane, if you're reading this, please don't go to college. I'd much rather you just stay here with me.

The Times

I fell in love with a photographer like I always knew I would.

And people will still ask me why.

Let the Good Times Roll

First gig is this Saturday. Woah.

Pinball

Something I've been meaning to upload for a long time: photos of my pinball machine. Decent photos. Sadly I find myself completely inept with a camera, but I'm lucky enough to be friends with a photographer I really admire, and, while he lacks my deficiency for pinball, he shares my amazement with flashing lights and bright colors.

(This one is secretly my favorite ^)

Hopefully I'll be able to convince him to take more pictures of the strange and mysterious things I own.