moving

to here:

Recluse

I've come upon a fork. A divergence of two personalities within the encompassing consciousness that I would call myself. I won't go into details, I don't bitch about things when I feel no need, but I think I will be better off this way

Snow day

It requires a lot to make me wear pants. I'm not a deviant, I don't walk around in my brand new boxer briefs, I just much prefer the feel and general look of my Catholic School's shorts to the grocery bag styled, air catching teflon infused fabric which we are supposed to call pants. Even the two mile walk to work in a snowstorm which yielded four inches in the end can deter my use of said shorts, every morning he can the principle makes pointed remarks on the weather as I walk by, but these are his rules and  my shorts.

Inversion

It's funny how gray descends not only upon the buildings but onto the hearts of man.

cliche prose aside I can honestly say that the smog of the (for now) most polluted city in America has descended only upon my house and my lungs.

I've been bled dry

Belated Mehico

It's been a while now, what with some kind of artistic block, my time being devoured by class, work and volunteering, and just being lazy. Things have happened since this but not much... at all, so work work, class work, laziness and loss of creativity aside Mexico was fun. Exactly what I expected on every facet but still something to be happy with.

Perspectives in Leaves

Who doesn't love rocks?