...on my fingertips
It's too late to call Amy. I need to do that. I'm having severe everyone withdrawal. Had a horrible day and an awesome day rolled into one. Horrible cuz school and work suck when you are tired as shit. Awesome because my photo project for tomorrow is gonna be awesome b/c some pro-peace and some pro-war people were protesting at the arch today and I happened to be walking around looking for something to shoot. I didn't even know that was going on today. I just happened upon it in my travels. I'm stoked. I mostly focused on this one lady who had a poster that read "honk for peace." She was standing in between two Conservatives. Their posters read, "Support our troops" and the other said "Cowards cut and run. Our troops never will." It was perfect. I am a photographic genius. No, I'm just lucky. And then this guy from Flagpole (a popular athens magazine) asked if I was allowed to share my pictures. He wanted my pictures for that fucking magazine. Again, awesome. However, I'm pretty sure I can't do that. I'm attempting to write up a story on the september 11th memorial I went to for Georgia Magazine. It's so strange that it was sept. 11 that sort of made me want to be a journalist and now I'm writing about the 5th anniversary as a journalist. It fascinates me when my life sort of comes full circle. Well, I guess full circles fascinate me in general.