January 2004
...but i am paid to make girls panic while i sing.
so, ang and i partied pretty hard last night.
this morning, before i went to class, i dropped her off at her dorm and kissed her goodbye.
these are the words that came out of her mouth after i kissed her,
“oh, i think i’m gonna be nauseous.”
you know what that means?! yes. it means i’m totally and completely awesome.
le réalité et toi, vous ne vous entendez pas,...
i’m starting to look at failures as opportunities. i’m starting to realize that time is better spent not trying to fix choices, rather mistakes, i made in the past. at the same time, i can’t help but think of the impact my mistakes will have on my pretty-immediate-future. i spent too much time trying to fill everyone’s norm and i found myself in the position i was trying...
canon eos digital rebel.
just two of the pictures i took with mike’s oh-so-sexual camera. i want one. bad.
last night made me appreciate my age.
as of late,
voltron, yellow snot, and you.
i shot with mike’s canon eos digital rebel at the show. took lots of great pictures. they’re still on his camera. i don’t know when they’ll be on my computer. afterwards, we partied at chris’. hasket is now a cult hero. people got naked. i kept getting my face grabbed by jackie. scott kept falling over. only had four hours of sleep and a lame snow...
and the wind, from the north side of town.
hasket is in from the city this weekend. we’re hanging out and doin’ the scene. tonight, stafford is playing in rutherford. i plan on taking lots of pictures at the show and at the after-party.
remember that tenacious d cum rag i bought a while ago from kung fu nation? yeah. i had no intention of ever using it myself or ever letting anyone else use it. i have it hanging,...
but can they think for themselves?
of the 40something pictures i’ve taken with the s3000, i like this one the most. so far. and i didn’t even take it! mike took it. we were hanging out “backstage” [read: in the church kitchen] at stafford’s show on sunday. he was telling me about he might get a digital SLR and i was telling him if he did, i’d be fucking jealous. regardless, the picture...
oral surgery.
these are here for now. i haven’t decided if i’m going to put all of them, some of them, or none of them up on ratcliffe-lee.com yet. i don’t know. this was a weird roll. the shots that i thought were going to come out superb, came out normal and vice versa. strange. maybe it was the content. maybe it was my state of mind. who knows. what i do know is...