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As some of you may know I took a trip to Boston this summer. I'm pretty proud. I paid for the entire trip myself. That's a lot for me being that it's unusual for me to have any money, much less enough to pay for a vacation. I stayed with some family (so that did help me save a lot.) Here are some of the things I was fortunate enough to see while I was there including a trip to the Fine Arts Museum. I got to see some art I have studied in school including some Greek funerary craters.

( Click here for pictures )

And here's my friend Matt, who cut his hair into a mohawk. I helped. I also helped by editing flowers in the images to cover up the hair that had fallen onto his shoulders. He didn't want people to think he was that hairy of a man.

Ok, listen up faggots.

It's been a while since such an epic chance for win was presented, and we can't let it slip away.

It turns out West Virginia is holding open on-line voting to determine what the slogan on their interstate "welcome to west virgina" signs will say.

Here's the link:
http://www.wva.state.wv.us/wv_slogan/default.aspx

You also need to enter in a WV zip code, but that is also not a problem, thanks to this list:
http://www.555us.com/555WV/555wv_zipcodes.htm

And that's pretty much it. It's in your hands now.

Cast your vote for the subtile inbreeding joke:
"Here, Everyone is Family."

GO!

Hey guys,

I'm really excited. We emailed the people at FridayThe 13thFilms.com and our Life With Jason pilot episode is advertised in the latest news on the home page!

I got to see one of my favorite artist speak last night at Georgia Southern. If you aren't familiar with Duane Michals work then you should get acquainted:

Duane Michals on Wikipedia.org
and here you can view some of his work:
Duane Michals on PopPhoto.com

and here:
Duane Michals at Temple.edu

I have to say it is hard to choose a favorite work of his. He does so many different and interesting things that I can't decide, but my favorite work for the evening was "Salvation." This picture features a priest holding a crucifix to another mans head as if it were a gun and there is text written above the picture that Michals wrote in himself that reads, "No American has the right to impose his personal morality on another American."

Here I got the picture for you:

Here's some pictures of me testing out the camera on my cat Fraggie. Enjoy.

Getting drunk off of Jack Daniels while editing my pictures of Boston for the web might not turn out so great, but just so you know... I'm working on them at this very moment... well... lazily.... but it's happening.

Direct Link - Episode One

I got my Canon Rebel in the mail today.
Cry.
It's a digital EOS XTi.
I am excited. Now I'm waiting on the card and card reader for it. I have to get my external hard drive tomorrow.
This basically means... I'm in debt.

Here are some pictures I took with the school's camera. I think it's only 8 Mega pixels, but it doesn't matter.

A lot has been going on lately. I actually need to get to bed right now. I'm headed to Boston, MA tomorrow. Gotta get up at about 5:30am to drive to Atlanta and catch my flight. I feel like I should be more nervous about flying alone. Eh, I dunno. Wish me a safe flight because I don't like heights and I hate air planes.

Some friends and I have been shooting a web short together. I'm in it. We're playing with the idea of making a series depending on the first episode. It's just a very fucking silly sense of humor type thing. Sorry...it's late and my vocabulary has taken a serious dip.

www.lifewithjason.com

It's about Jason (Friday the 13th) being my roomate. I'll let you know when we get it up on the site. There's just a graphic up right now, but it's pretty funny.

I get back Sunday the 5th. See you guys then.

(A reminder I record my dreams and I usually try to do so in as much detail as I can remember. I could remember a lot about this one...obviously. Read it if you're bored.)

It is 7:49am on a Sunday morning. I just woke up from a dream in which some friends and I were trapped in a building, which looked something like the old barn we owned outside of my childhood home. We were trapped there every night and free to roam every day because that was the regular schedule the zombies kept. Yes... zombies. I had a zombie dream. Maybe that makes me lame?

This dream was much like a movie. I played the "doctor" roll (Why? I don't know much of anything about medical issues with the exception of my own and the quintessentials). (On another side note it's funny to refer to medical issues as "quintessentials.") Anyway continuing on: I seemed to have some form of gathering intelligence on the zombies though I had no lap top and even though we could get out everyday there weren't many other people around and the days seemed to last only 10 or 15 minutes for some reason. The nights were this short too, but I just remember laughing in my dream because the days and nights were so short.

There were two "dream guys" (the people you see in your dreams that you can't really put a face to, no name usually, you just know them) and I had a crush on one of them that didn't seem to return the feelings... or any feeling/emotion at all for that matter. The other "dream guy" had feelings for me, but I didn't pay him much attention.

The large barn we were trapped in had a huge door that closed much like a manual garage door. I remember feeling constant worry about the zombies, but I think everyone else kind of let their guard down because they would come back to the barn as it was getting dark and we would have to hold the zombies off with chairs (like lion tamers) and then close the doors.

At one point I got bitten. Actually it was more like the teeth of one zombie grazed the top skin on the back of my left hand, but I knew this would cause me to change anyway. I got "bitten" while we were trying to take one of the zombies in and tie them to a chair so that I could run some tests on it.

There was this large long-walkway that led from our barn to the outside. It was made of wood and it was kinda like a porch deck because it was built off the ground and we were mid way up in the trees. Wellll... after being "bitten" I went out the next day, down the walkway, just trying to find something... I don't know what I was trying to find. Then all of a sudden I remember getting very dizzy and falling to my knees and then over onto my back. Everyone saw me fall and came rushing over, except the guy I had feelings for and the guy that had feelings for me was the first one at my side. I started shaking and raised my left hand to reveal that the bite mark was horribly infected and even looked to be spreading. The guy I liked had no reaction. The guy that liked me was horrified and picked me up and carried me back into the barn where I guess he laid me down to try and take care of me. No one really seemed to have a problem with me still being there even though I was/might have been turning into a zombie... I guess it was because I was a doctor and they needed me.

(It's almost over trust me, but this next part you're going to want to stick around for.)

So we're all in the barn ("we" is about 6 or 7 of us in the group...10 at most) and for some reason now they can come out in the daytime as well. So we're fucked. I remember the zombies being very skinny... and not as bloody as the zombies in most of the modern zombie horror movies, but scary all the same. Anyway one zombie manages to get our barn door open all by himself and when I look up it is the lead singer of the stupid modern metal band Static-X, . (More like static career.)

Here's a picture for reference in case you don't know who the fuck I'm talking about. And you should be proud if you don't.

No job and no school from June 15th - August 13th.

I'm too lazy for my own good.

And it's kinda great at times.

I download music, eat, sleep, exercise (a little), and watch dvd box sets of 24 and Farscape.

I had a dream last night that I changed my major again. It actually made me wake up in a cold sweat. The whole movie scene bit where they sit straight up in bed gasping. That was me.

Monday:
Sculpture 1 - 11:00am-1:30pm
Photography 2 - 3:30pm - 6:00pm

Tuesday:
Digital Photography 1 - 9:30am - 12:00pm
Enameling - 2:00pm-4:30pm
Ancient Art - 5:00pm - 6:15pm

Wednesday:
Sculpture 1 - 11:00am-1:30pm
Photography 2 - 3:30pm - 6:00pm

Thursday:
Digital Photography 1 - 9:30am - 12:00pm
Enameling - 2:00pm-4:30pm
Ancient Art - 5:00pm - 6:15pm


Friday:
OFF

More jewelery. I didn't notice I had registered for enameling before I knew what enameling was. And now I feel like ripping my heart out and eating it. I feel... defeated.

Laura: Why can't god just take my enameling class for me?
Matt: i think God graduated already

shanda shot you: mine and stephen's relationship should be in a movie.
(me) sadkittysloveden: Mine and Eric's should be in a documentary.
shanda shot you: i'm going to write a script for it.
shanda shot you: and begin work on it right now.
(me) sadkittysloveden: but insert monkeys as the characters.

for god sake. someone hit me with a fucking car.
having a broken heart sucks really bad.

please help.

I made this painting for my painting one class this past spring semester.

So I'm in my home town (Douglas, GA) tonight and all my friends seem to have other plans. I had to just get out of the house for a little bit. As much as I don't like to admit it I can be somewhat of a social creature... especially it being a Friday night. I end up getting some gas... getting some stuff from Wal-Mart that my Dad asked me to get... and being back fingered by an older gentelmen who I dub Rex. He just looked like a Rex. All-in-all... I feel sleepy. And I think I'm just going to go read some of my book now and go to bed. But before I do. I'd like you all to know that I blame everyone. Each and every one of you are responsible for my having been back fingered this evening. Good night.

The Ziti turned out nicely.