a thimblesworth of milky moon can touch hearts larger than a thimble
wow.
so things have been pretty crazy.
right, so a recap of the past couple weeks:
i was cast as demetrius in a midsummer night's dream at my school.
wow, was that production crazy.
wow, was that production awesome. we had a pretty much sold-out run, and it went so well. thanks so much to everyone who came and did that whole audience-bit. the production was so physical and so karazee that i was pretty spent when it closed, which was this past saturday. so i slept a lot over the weekend. which was nice. also, i spent a bunch of time playing with my camera.
you know how everytime i post photoshopped picutres, people accuse me of overexposing my pictures? well, listen people, you ain't seen nothing yet. which, if you figure in the double negative, means that you have seen something. but that something that you've seen was not overexposed. they were just screwed-around-with. (technical term, you photo kids should recognize it.) HOWEVER, i have now, in my exploration of my fascinatingly- complicated camera, found how to overexpose pictures.
look out, world.
yeah, so had a lot of fun with that. i'll post some of those pictures.
boy, looking back in the context of a livejournal update, my past few weeks have been full of fun and very little actual events. hey, did i mention that julia and i had our one year anniversary? yeah... er... ok, being in love is pretty thouroughly an amazing thing. jeez.
people's hair has been fun. it's been fun documenting korman's hair getting bleached and dyed red, alex's hair going blue, etc. i'll put up some of those pictures, too.
oh yeah, and now that midsummer is over, my next big focus is hamlet. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i'll peeing all over myself. what a weirdo.
hey, scott giblin, thanks for the massive cds. pretty kickass.
hey, everybody, thanks for being kickass. i'm just in a very genial mood right now, probably thanks to sara holdren's pictures of herself climbing on benches with wings and red hair. sara had these, not the benches.
i'm taking the SATs dec 3. adventure time.
side note: my little sister, sophie, saw midsummer, and the audience applauded after the death of pyramus. during said applause, said sister (six years old) yelled, "bravo!"
yay.
i don't know how alladin manages to compose these thousand-word entries. maybe i just don't have a life where so many things happen in so little time.
i try to make an effort to get the modest mouse song "black cadillacs" stuck in my head as i get off the bus on monday mornings, so i can walk around all day singing "and we were done done done with all the fuck fuck fucking around" over and over again.
you know what i really love about waking up before six and getting on a bus at 6:20 to get to school? seeing the sunrise which listening to my ipod. this morning, there were these clouds that looked like ripples, lit from the bottom. they were so bright. they were pink, too, which was fun. and then they changed to orange. how awesome.
i really should be doing calculus homework now. i did pretty much no homework yesterday. i had a bunch. i even wrote it all out, in what order i had to do it in, everything. i set up everything i'd need. and i couldn't do it. i just hadn't the heart. i napped on the couch in the sunlight for about an hour. so much nicer. and i've had good luck so far, actually, with teachers postponing due dates, so that was nice, too.
ok, picture time: (many pictures time)
if you try to resist, you'll only get hurt.
korman getting his hair bleached:
hey, you know what'd probably piss korman off for some reason? posting this picture and making some comment without any justification about him being adopted. i don't know why he'd get pissed off, but he probably would. (that's his dad, by the way.)
king of the fairies!
with julia!
sometimes, i jump on my bed.
and sometimes, i hold bottle of sparkling water in korman's kitchen.
and sometimes, i can't stop watching "the warriors" when julia wants to leave.
fierce:
not fierce:
walking home from korman's at sunset:
the finished version, at frisco burrito: (applause for ms. volkov!)
just give in.
now, this is overexposure.
i am zen.
i am escaping from my room.
i am sleepy.
i like this one.
not sure what's going on here.
annnnnndddddd....
good night, and good luck.
so things have been pretty crazy.
right, so a recap of the past couple weeks:
i was cast as demetrius in a midsummer night's dream at my school.
wow, was that production crazy.
wow, was that production awesome. we had a pretty much sold-out run, and it went so well. thanks so much to everyone who came and did that whole audience-bit. the production was so physical and so karazee that i was pretty spent when it closed, which was this past saturday. so i slept a lot over the weekend. which was nice. also, i spent a bunch of time playing with my camera.
you know how everytime i post photoshopped picutres, people accuse me of overexposing my pictures? well, listen people, you ain't seen nothing yet. which, if you figure in the double negative, means that you have seen something. but that something that you've seen was not overexposed. they were just screwed-around-with. (technical term, you photo kids should recognize it.) HOWEVER, i have now, in my exploration of my fascinatingly- complicated camera, found how to overexpose pictures.
look out, world.
yeah, so had a lot of fun with that. i'll post some of those pictures.
boy, looking back in the context of a livejournal update, my past few weeks have been full of fun and very little actual events. hey, did i mention that julia and i had our one year anniversary? yeah... er... ok, being in love is pretty thouroughly an amazing thing. jeez.
people's hair has been fun. it's been fun documenting korman's hair getting bleached and dyed red, alex's hair going blue, etc. i'll put up some of those pictures, too.
oh yeah, and now that midsummer is over, my next big focus is hamlet. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i'll peeing all over myself. what a weirdo.
hey, scott giblin, thanks for the massive cds. pretty kickass.
hey, everybody, thanks for being kickass. i'm just in a very genial mood right now, probably thanks to sara holdren's pictures of herself climbing on benches with wings and red hair. sara had these, not the benches.
i'm taking the SATs dec 3. adventure time.
side note: my little sister, sophie, saw midsummer, and the audience applauded after the death of pyramus. during said applause, said sister (six years old) yelled, "bravo!"
yay.
i don't know how alladin manages to compose these thousand-word entries. maybe i just don't have a life where so many things happen in so little time.
i try to make an effort to get the modest mouse song "black cadillacs" stuck in my head as i get off the bus on monday mornings, so i can walk around all day singing "and we were done done done with all the fuck fuck fucking around" over and over again.
you know what i really love about waking up before six and getting on a bus at 6:20 to get to school? seeing the sunrise which listening to my ipod. this morning, there were these clouds that looked like ripples, lit from the bottom. they were so bright. they were pink, too, which was fun. and then they changed to orange. how awesome.
i really should be doing calculus homework now. i did pretty much no homework yesterday. i had a bunch. i even wrote it all out, in what order i had to do it in, everything. i set up everything i'd need. and i couldn't do it. i just hadn't the heart. i napped on the couch in the sunlight for about an hour. so much nicer. and i've had good luck so far, actually, with teachers postponing due dates, so that was nice, too.
ok, picture time: (many pictures time)
if you try to resist, you'll only get hurt.
korman getting his hair bleached:
hey, you know what'd probably piss korman off for some reason? posting this picture and making some comment without any justification about him being adopted. i don't know why he'd get pissed off, but he probably would. (that's his dad, by the way.)
king of the fairies!
with julia!
sometimes, i jump on my bed.
and sometimes, i hold bottle of sparkling water in korman's kitchen.
and sometimes, i can't stop watching "the warriors" when julia wants to leave.
fierce:
not fierce:
walking home from korman's at sunset:
the finished version, at frisco burrito: (applause for ms. volkov!)
just give in.
now, this is overexposure.
i am zen.
i am escaping from my room.
i am sleepy.
i like this one.
not sure what's going on here.
annnnnndddddd....
good night, and good luck.