Feel good

feel good. I'd say even the air smells great but I' stuck indoors, in an AC room with no windows. Had an amazing weekend, sweet mix of work and play. worked this hoodass wedding, twas the worst I've seen, yet. Geez, cuss out, groom vs. mom-in-law, as usual. I mean, am i supposed to snap this with my 'photo-journalist' approach? geezus knows it twas highly the highlight of the evening. but as usual with ma negros, the food was off the chain, uhm uhmm! grandma most ov put her foot in that fish dish, finger lick.

Went to a house party after. oh wait, saw some kids making out like heavy in a car parked out side first. then went to a house party. two girls, celebrating together. i was like "oh how swell! wish i had me a girl friend i was so intensely close with. they sure get along well"

Cake cutting time, they stick the cake with each other, crowd laughs "kiss! kiss! kiss!" and they kissed... like kissed kissed. I'm so totally for freedom of sexuality but the hushed silence of good friends gathered... priceless. the chicken there was awesome too, actually took mine to the car... and then had for breakfast around 2 on Sunday after non.

took the niece to movies and then it was Sundance the House music at GreenHouse. Epic as always, rolling with Kerlon again, now there's a guy that loves dance. We stole the show again, oh they can't touch us, especially when we're grinding lol!

Pictures some day, in this horrid Abstract office right now.

slowly losing you blog. yawn. these days I'm working on wrecking my liver, catching up with years of non-drinking. Loving it, all sorts of things are excusable under the 'liquor induced state' fondly called 'wasted'.

Hanging with new buddy, Kerlon, guy's good people. I write to remember this when in the next few months I'm saying "dude's a complete jerk!" :)

We worked together on a restaurant feature for The Carlton Savannah, these are mine.

someone spilled my milk

and bloody near set me off. but these things, disagreements, lasts too long and often morph into something completely unrelated. and with that completely vague statement we move on...

I quit my job 2 days ago :). I feel super energized and all tingly inside. Soon I will finally be living my dream of 'starving artiste' well starving photographer anyway. Juices are flowing, adrenaline waiting for the first month I can't afford rent, gosh always wondered what would happen. I phantom it's not the same as ring up at the Cashier and placing stuff back on the shelf when my tab crosses 400, I can stick to a budget when i have too, especially if 400 is all I've got on.

Oh well as we eagerly await, see some of what the last weekends have been like

to be or to be

long weekend just over, in my beautiful party-republic nation. partied hearty. slept sparingly. drank unwisely. then today decided that you cannot, after all, grow into your surroundings. I'll always be a weirdo, i can't even camouflage in my 'regular' clothing. oh well.

weekend shots... *not uploading!*