I suppose you could say since this is my blog, you could look into it and see my cynic's reflection. But I think as long as we're talking mirrors here you should take a good look at yourself. And contemplate just how much you wish it were my reflection looking back, cause it's a mirror, so it'd be yours. And I'm hot.

Monday, January 02, 2006

01-02

01-02 – 11:59pm

I spent today going through the entirety of my iPhoto pictures and organizing them. I was sitting at Emma’s house after New Year’s and she showed me this little Tourist Picture Album thingie from here hometown in New Zealand, and I realized I had no such pamphlet. Probably because they don’t exist for Tualatin, but, all the same I thought I ought to go through and start labeling photos so I can use my comp as a photo album if necessary.
See, I think my problem is that I chronically don’t give a shit. There are just so many things, like having pictures of home and things like that I just couldn’t care less about. So when people want to see what my life back home was like, I find I generally have terribly little to show them.
I’ve also noticed that I haven’t taken nearly enough pictures of mundane every day life. I blame my camera, and it being less than ideally portable and fast to record. I hate carrying the thing around, and it takes a couple of seconds between photos to record, so I end up just saying screw it. If I had a camera I could take with me just about anywhere, I would snap way more photos. So, I think that will be my priority as soon as I have some money in my pocket. After that I’ll start having to burning photos onto DVD to save hard drive space. Mwahaha. I need photos that capture the quirky moments that make up my life, rather than only being able to look back on the times which were not only something photogenic but that I had a camera available.
Another thing about today which struck me was that I finally just went through and organized everything, pictures of Liesl and my days in the Fraternity included. Those are photos that I archived, but essentially have ignored for the last couple of years, and it was nice to know I could just sort them through and not think much of it.
Greg and I meet new people together all the time, and they always ask how we got to be such good friends, and for how many times we’ve explained the circumstances, I’ve decided to just say we were in a fraternity together and leave it at that. I’ve also decided to stick to my guns talking about Liesl; we were high school sweethearts, I didn’t deserve her and I proved it. I’m just, no offense Leese, tired of talking about both. I’ve been apart from both relationships for longer now than I was in them. The fraternity’s long since graduated anyone who ever knew me, and Leese’s all but married for all I know. I think I have the right at this point to be detached. And I’ve never written the short version of your name either so, sorry if that’s not how you’d spell it.

I go back to work on the 4th. Rawk on. It’s also started raining. Less than rawk.

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