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deviantART: by:Alteru http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Alteru&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Alteru en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Fri, 04 Dec 2009 07:41:22 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png heute http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/28442762/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/28442762/ Wed, 18 Nov 2009 22:59:53 PST
Birthdays are always such interesting events. I update my Journal here every birthday, regardless of how little I otherwise update it.

I find myself each year spending my birthday thinking about how different I was a year ago, how different my life was, where I am now, where I'm going, where I want to go. I'm certainly far from where I imagined myself last year.

But things are beautiful: I'm not exactly sure where I'm going or going to end up, as usual, but I feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be, doing what I'm supposed to be doing, hard as it may be at times.

In the last year, I've been out of the country for the first time, been accepted and came to a wonderful college, graduated high school, met wonderful new people, some from far far away, started learning several new languages, made art, danced, learned a new instrument and picked up an old one, developed a keen sense of coffee quality (!), read some, wrote some, realized what it is to live away from everyone you love the most, and so much more....

Things in this world go a million miles an hour--it's like someone tossed paint into a wind tunnel; all the colors are dancing and mixing and becoming new things; the only sad part is that there's too much to see and do in the time I've been given.

I hope this finds everyone well, doing good works and finding that good place in the sun.

All my love,
joe

]]> =Alteru scrambled http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/28021735/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/28021735/ Wed, 28 Oct 2009 23:24:03 PDT

"It was an interesting phenomenon to the employees of the Fill Ân Fly gas station located on the extreme brink of suburbia where the sounds of the interstate fall like spittle from a lispy teacherÂs mouth barely making it, and disappearing just a bit further on. Greta, the general manager of the store as well as sub-regional chairperson of the employee welfare committee for the tri-county area had discovered several grey hairs on the lower left side of her scalp. Two years prior, Greta had been advised by her Psychic Phone Friend that grey hairs were not simply signs of age, but of the need for a change in oneÂs way of life. Unfortunately for the Fill Ân Fly employees, the Psychic had not known that GretaÂs life was, in fact, somehow mystically bound to that of her station. "

]]> =Alteru was wir haben http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/26955635/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/26955635/ Tue, 01 Sep 2009 11:23:23 PDT
I'm away at school now in Beloit, Wisconsin. I absolutely adore this place and I've met so many wonderful and fascinating people. I feel like I'm in a wonderful place in my life, a sort of continuation of the last year that I never expected.

My final year of high school was incredible, an adventure I couldn't have imagined. At the end of the year I found myself repeatedly realizing that I had never been so happy in my life, and that sort of wonderful feeling of place, that feeling of direction (however vague) that tells me to keep going is still with me.

My trip to Europe this summer is still dancing in my head. So many adventures and thoughts packed into such a brief eruption of time... I've been working on the photos I took there on and off all summer and they'll continue to provide fodder for my creative fire for some time.

I'm enrolled in courses on Ancient Greek, German Studies, Medieval History, and Biological Anthropology this semester, maybe adding a half-semester course on Ancient Manuscripts later on.

Just a brief update, but one that was long overdue.

How are you all?

]]> =Alteru could be grey, http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/24471649/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/24471649/ Mon, 27 Apr 2009 21:01:18 PDT

What's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?

Sincerely,

Mich.

]]> =Alteru FLÚGÐU http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/24083261/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/24083261/ Sun, 05 Apr 2009 20:18:55 PDT og hÃ©r ert ÃÃº...

Last Sunday a wonderful coffee place opened a short trek from my house. I have been there every day since then... sometimes more than once.

They know my name already.

Also,

I have two months of school left. That feels incredible.
Also, I'm still taking thousands of photos all the time. They exist at least, and I promise you'll get to see some soon. Things are just ein bischen chaotisch lately.

Also,

even though it's April now, we got 8 inches of snow yesterday.

Also,

I can't concentrate on anything.

Also,

it's national poetry writing month in Amerika and I've been writing little pieces on every scrap of paper I can get.

You probably won't see any of those.

Much love,

-Joe

]]> =Alteru Müssen nur wollen http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23772272/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23772272/ Wed, 18 Mar 2009 22:06:10 PDT person: So how was your evening?

self: I was almost killed by someone running a red light, was yelled at at work when I wasn't even working, was forced to sit through an hour of being told that people like me were caused by original sin (I've never felt so close to crying in public), was turned down by a boy and forced to consider how foolish I'd acted for the last month, and finally spilled milk all over myself while staying up all night long to work on an essay I couldn't care less about after 4 nights of 3 hours of sleep, collapsing somewhere between the brink of death and my alarm clock buzz. And I lost my favorite pen.

person: ....... so......?

self: You know what? In all honesty, it was a really good night...

person: huh...

-joe

]]> =Alteru nirgendwo http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23617961/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23617961/ Mon, 09 Mar 2009 21:03:15 PDT

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I bought a film camera this weekend, hope to soon have some pictures up here to show you, and am working on lots of new art, and have lots more sitting around waiting to be submitted...

I was encouraged the other day when it snowed a few inches in the morning, but was gone by the time I left work. It's getting nicer all the time here, and my spring fingers are tingling.

I've got three months of school left and I've got a feeling I'll be spending more time making art and less time doing schoolwork in a linear gradient until... BAM graduation. Then we'll see.

Lots to look forward to,

lots to remember fondly,

I think I might be manic depressive a little, but without the depression... rather, peaceful apathy? Not depression, gladly. Learning more every day, staying in the sunlight, letting others inspire me, I'm doing well.

joe

]]> =Alteru Forward http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23507239/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/23507239/ Tue, 03 Mar 2009 13:14:26 PST Brief Note: I love the word "forward". I love how strong and encouraging it is and the image projected by it, and I love the Anglo-Saxon sound.

I've known =wrighton363 since soon after becoming active on this site several years ago, and he's been a constant boon and supporter of myself and many many others I know. This is the third time I've been featured thanks to him, and I cannot express my gratitude for what a wonderful and thoughtful person he is.

Thank you all, everyone, for your support. You all constantly remind me how much love there is in the world even when I feel isolated.

all my best,
joe

]]> =Alteru Let's build ourselves a fire http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22625827/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22625827/ Sat, 17 Jan 2009 01:56:36 PST

Artist - "Album Title"
_{Song: If you only listen to one...}

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Cataldo - "Signal Flare"
_{Song: Five Years Coming}

Sam Amidon - "All is Well"
_{Song: Saro}

Lykke Li - "Youth Novels"
_{Song: Time Flies}

Jenny Lewis - "Acid Tongue"
_{Song: Sing a Song for Them}

Ingrid Michaelson - "Be Ok"
_{Song: You and I}

Jennifer Rostock - "Ins offene Messer"
_{Song: Nichts tÃ¤t ich lieber}

Cat Power - "Jukebox"
_{Song: Silver Stallion}

Coldplay - "Viva la Vida"
_{Song: Strawberry Swing}

Bon Iver - "For Emma, Forever Ago"
_{Song: re:Stacks}

Santogold - "Santogold"
_{Song: Creator}

The Ruby Suns - "Sea Lion"
_{Song: It's Mwangi In Front of Me}

Sigur RÃ³s - "MeÃ° suÃ° Ã eyrum viÃ° spilum endalaust"
_{Song: InnÃ mÃ©r syngur vitleysingur}

Esau Mwamwaya - "The Very Best Mixtape"
_{Song: Dinosaur on the Ark}

]]> =Alteru fakten. http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22405973/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22405973/ Mon, 05 Jan 2009 00:50:39 PST
-------------------------
. currently in my final year of high school

. I'm planning on studying linguistics and German next year at Uni

. 2008 was a fucking good year for me on all fronts

. I'm going to Europe in June and will be in the following cities: Brussels, Bruges, Luxembourg City, Trier, Worms, Rothenburg, Stuttgart, Freiburg, Triberg, Konstanz, und Lucern. If you live in/near/have knowledge of any of these cities, I'd love advice on what to do and see other than typisch touristy things. Merci/Danke!

PS: you can ask me questions about myself (if you care) since this was pretty short... ]]> =Alteru Jahre http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22272256/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/22272256/ Tue, 30 Dec 2008 02:17:24 PST [link] Watch this.

So, the year goes.

100 years in the future, children will learn about the first black president, global recession, terrorist attacks, Greek riots, devastating earthquakes...

but they won't learn about the pictures I hung in my room,
or the friends I met,
or the words I learned,
or the food we cooked,
the films we saw,
the art we made,
the things we celebrated,
the plans we made.

They won't learn about all the things I tried,
the people I miss,
the thoughts I've collected like postcards.

They'll be too busy doing all of that themselves... but I'll never forget--I have the photographs to prove it.

2008
_{(not necessarily made in 2008)}

http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/21574109/ Wed, 19 Nov 2008 21:58:07 PST
Last night I was outside taking pictures as the calendar changed behind me. The fog and clouds pulled back just enough to show off the glimmer of Scorpio and Orion and friends in the sky.

I find it beautifully comforting that photographs of the night sky reveal so much that we cannot see...

But it was cold last night, frigid upon my fingers. In my mind though, I'm all Greek isles and forest summers and spring fields and island paces.

I hope that you've got a little sunshine, a little palmy beach, a little blue blue, warm warm water in your minds as the cold sets in.

18 years of breathing, dreaming and love, and no end in sight...

Perfect.

sunny, always;
joe

]]> =Alteru Millennium first steps. http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/21330203/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/21330203/ Tue, 04 Nov 2008 22:01:30 PST
Tonight, I had decided some time ago, I would write something(s). I'm not sure why, really, whether for others, or for myself, or for my future self. Commemoration? To remind myself who I was? Probably, but also to help myself locate my role in everything around me.

So, for everything,
thank you, all of you.

And, congratulations to Barack Obama,
America's next President.

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What we found, Together
_{please watch. it's short.}

Softly, as Mr. Gump, America jogs onward.

My home state is covered with plants of great height; like oceans, you can see the top, but not the floor. Today those plants clapped loudly while a national wind bounced through our recent Indian Summer.

I watched intently as leaves shook and plead with their parents to let them stay,
and,
the parents waved goodbye, kissed their leaves, and let them fall to the world below-gracefully, not roughly as the leaves themselves feared.

The wind blew the only candle out. At first, the people were afraid. They threw their heads back in preparation for a devastating wail of defeat.

Yet, when their chins arrived in the air, they swallowed their screams. For, in the blackness of their darkest night,

they rediscovered the stars.

gazing;
Joe

]]> =Alteru No one knows yet http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/18618657/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/18618657/ Sun, 01 Jun 2008 22:24:02 PDT I couldn't be that: one star. I, we, are thousands of stars, each one of us.

You, all of you, are my sky.

Everything is changing..

My love, always;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Den http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/16529247/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/16529247/ Tue, 22 Jan 2008 21:24:48 PST "They made a statue of us
and put it on a mountain top.

The way that the light in my room falls on my fingers as they swim around makes them look like they feel: As if they had been buried in the long locks of hair belonging to some pagan spirit of winter while in the middle of an intense moment that we would share forever in memory, and in dark, dented fingers.

_{We're living in a

den of thieves,

rummaging for answers in the pages.}

I won't say that I'm back as is customary. I'm not gone, by any means, from this place -- but I feel that I am here now on terms quite different than when I "left".

_{And though our parts are slightly used,

new ones are slave labor you can keep}

It's a full moon tonight. When I sit on the ground staring up through my window at the nothingness which surrounds something so beautiful, so beyond comprehension, all I can do is wish that I could somehow keep it forever. This is something I've never been able to do with a camera, as nobody can. My everything wanted me to fall asleep right then so I wouldn't have to return to regularity, which is especially unbending next to the celestial awesomeness of the moon.

_{We're living in a

den of thieves,

and it's contagious."}

This is everything;
Joe

]]> =Alteru 6 trillion lightyears http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15569372/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15569372/ Sun, 18 Nov 2007 21:33:34 PST

I had a realization today.
That everything I've been thinking for this entire year has been leading me up to 17.

I've come to a point in my life when I'm finally free.

I'm free from my future.
and from my failure
and my mistakes
and my faded love
and my eternal gratefulness
and my worst fears
and best enemies
and last chances
and
everything that I am not.

I am free;
Joe

]]> =Alteru You're a full moon http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15353313/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15353313/ Sat, 03 Nov 2007 22:32:58 PDT Let's stay up

I went for a long walk tonight. A really long walk...

And it made me think of Forest Gump... and how I think I could be happy just walking for the rest of my life.

she went to see a mystic who made medicine from rain
and gave up her existence
to feel everything
dream others dreams.

Bade farewell to her family with one ecstatic wave.
Out the window, as the car rolled away.

She just vanished into a thick mist of change.

Tonight I watched a movie about a man who was the king of a magical kingdom that only existed in his head.

and he was the happiest person in the world.

Neverwas;
Joe

]]> =Alteru I fell asleep http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15236635/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15236635/ Fri, 26 Oct 2007 23:07:18 PDT with you still talking to me.

I went and saw Bright Eyes last night.

They were performing without Mike Mogis, so some guy named Dave Rollings along with Gillian Welch loaned themselves to the first week of the tour, and opened with Simon Joyner.

There's a muddy field
where the garden was

And it was the best performance I've ever seen.

Well let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam

Sometimes I can't stand to sleep in my own bed.

So I sleep on the floor.
Or a chair.
Or a sofa.
Or a table.

And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for

I don't think that I ever loved you more;
Joe

]]> =Alteru I'll be your sky http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15165771/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15165771/ Sun, 21 Oct 2007 21:55:08 PDT ,you can hide underneath me and come out at night."

So right now, I'm sort of contently sitting on the floor of the universe sipping the coffee of existence and asking in a somewhat mild tone, "so, now what?"

I'm guessing the answer will show up eventually, and to be honest, I could comfortably lay on this floor for quite some time.

It's clouded, what we know;
Joe

]]> =Alteru blackbird http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15137545/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15137545/ Sat, 20 Oct 2007 01:34:59 PDT singing in the dead of night.

For the first time,

I have no idea where I'm going,

who I'm going to be,

what I'm going to do,

or how I'm going to do it,

and it's the best feeling in the world.

long live living long and loving every minute of it;
Joe

]]> =Alteru pane http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15091805/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15091805/ Tue, 16 Oct 2007 17:56:33 PDT

I spent all day wishing I could just sit by a window and watch the rain... I could do that for hours.

I get about 5 emails a day from various environmental organizations such as Greenpeace, NRDC, Step It Up, Sierra Club, and others, along with a few from other groups such as Save Darfur.

These are the only emails I respond to 100% of the time.
But.

Sometimes I just feel like giving up.

Sometimes I just feel like quitting the whole fucking race.
It just seems like people honestly don't care.
And I'm sure for some that's the case.

And I sometimes get these moods after I send a flurry of emails to congress, or sign a petition, or call my senators (twice this week), or lodging official complaints with corporations.

It's hard. It's fucking hard to change minds. It's by far the most difficult thing I've ever attempted, and I have no idea if I've even succeeded. But I just keep trying.

I know I'm never going to quit. Just like millions of others wont.
But there are moments.... like right now, when I just want to absorb into the quiet comfort of social apathy.

Apathy is disgusting sometimes.
I can't think of a fate worse than being numb.

I don't like it when people expect things from me... especially when I can't expect to get anything back.

In the very back of my mind is one of the only things that I'm confident of beyond everything around me, beyond my mood, and beyond the invasions of others:

Everything will be alright.

Grudgingly optimistic;
Joe

]]> =Alteru You say you'd never give up seeing eye to eye http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15080810/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15080810/ Mon, 15 Oct 2007 22:14:18 PDT But never is a promise, and you can't afford to lie...

Above are two of the best poems I've ever read.

It's been raining a lot lately - a sure sign of good things.

The weather is cold.

I find my priorities are never the same from day to day, or even from second to second.

Sometimes I think of how silly ambition is.

I derive more enjoyment from sitting near a window during a downpour than 10,000 sunny days could offer.

I often wonder about living with no possessions. I think that the perpetual bliss of simplicity would likely overshadow the periodic moments of non-monotony found in conventional life.

"The mass of men lead quiet lives of desperation." - Thoreau

You say you understand, you'll never understand
I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why
I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am
You say I need appeasing when I start to cry
But never is a promise and Ill never need a lie_{- Fiona Apple}

My fever burns deeper than I've ever shown;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Torn from the map http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15052071/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/15052071/ Sun, 14 Oct 2007 01:29:20 PDT
With the taste of victory in your mouth, the rain beating softly at the metal sides, and the streaks of rain drops back lit by the pursuing traffic, all I can think about is everything you were and are to me, and all that's yet to come.

Bus riding;
Joe

]]> =Alteru put me on a plane and fly me to anywhere http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14946612/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14946612/ Sat, 06 Oct 2007 20:19:18 PDT with you.

I'm putting together a portfolio and will be printing these images tomorrow or Monday, and I need some critique. I've selected the below images because I think they're a) among my strongest work b) really exemplify my style c) show a bit of variety.

So, any photos you think should be there or not be there?

And I'm going to use this image as my Title Piece:

This was a tricky choice for cover image, but I feel strongly about this one. I feel like it really represents who I am, moreover who I've become. The title of this image and the portfolio is, "I Am A Bird Now". This photo is all about transformation and the emotions related to change. You see the lines of my palm in that photo, which I think is extremely symbolic.

So! What do you think?

caving into you;
Joe

]]> =Alteru I'll be your pride http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14707410/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14707410/ Wed, 19 Sep 2007 20:36:34 PDT

When you feel embarrassed, I'll be your pride.

Above is a small sample of the utter inspiration I find in my favorites list.

My life is wonderful right now...

I'm taking photos all the time... senior photos, photos for the school paper, event photos, etc.

I've been at my job at the local Photo store for 3 months now. That means an "evaluation", a possible raise (thought I already make WAY more than most of my peers), and the ability to purchase extremely discounted camera equipment.

This weekend I'm buying the AF-S VR Zoom-Nikkor 24-120mm f/3.5-5.6G IF-ED, AF Nikkor 50mm f/1.8D, and SB-600. It'll take a few weeks to get in, (employee stuff gets put on the back burner), but I've spent all summer deciding which lenses will be most useful for my needs.

With my feet on the dash, the world doesn't matter

The other day I had a long conversation (still continues periodically in school) when she asked me how I could possibly be so happy all of the time.... I felt so real right then.

I finally pressured my school's administrators into getting recycling bins to place around the school, and now spend a good deal of my time in between classes digging bottles out of the trash cans and putting them in the new ones. I just hope everyone sees me do it and gets the idea. Old habits die hard.

I've all but decided on my top choice of schools...
- Parsons the New School of Design
- The School of Visual Arts
- Maryland Institute College of Art
- Pacific Northwest College of Art (This one is more locational than anything: it's in Portland, OR)

Parsons is by FAR the highest up on my list. If I could go anywhere, it would be there. it fits me perfectly...

A... ]]> =Alteru He was deep like a graveyard http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14495040/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14495040/ Tue, 04 Sep 2007 21:26:20 PDT
If you've ever known an author, you're probably aware of the scribbles they leave on scraps of paper strewn about their homes, cars, work areas, beds....

It seems the past 24 hours has been like seeing all the notes I made long ago; the book now written, and the pages turned forever.

And I can't help but smile.

Like the way that kid who never smiles (ever) was smiling today as he ran down the hallway tugging the bigger than him bag.

And I've never been so at peace with who I am and what this world is than I am right now...

Last night I suddenly dropped my math book on the ground as I reached into my box of blank scrap paper for a good sized sheet. The pencil met paper in a whirl of tension filled excitement as I channeled my fluid imagination to textile. When I finished, I hung this single sheet of paper on a piece of string from my ceiling, pointing the lamp at it so my eyes would remember.

_{The Atlantic was born today, and I'll tell you how:

the clouds above opened up and let it out.}

I need you so much closer;
Joe

]]> =Alteru This one knows better than I do... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14233031/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14233031/ Sat, 18 Aug 2007 22:52:30 PDT
Click these right now.\\

I won't bother you with details, they don't really matter.

I'm happier now than I've ever been.

I used to be ecstatic all the time; though that happiness was momentary.

This is something that, even though my life may get screw up.. although things might never go right... that will always be there.

I'm happy because I'm steering my life.

because I've heard people I thought I knew say things I didn't know they could say.

because I know there's no real joy in success alone.

because I'm going places; and not just for myself.

because I can think for myself.

because I know that I'd rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief.

because I've learned that searching for something is the most pointless way of locating it.

because I don't have time for the words related to "you can't".

"You can't" ? What the hell is that?

Throwing open the windows so I can live while asleep;
Joe

]]> =Alteru We steal a perfect moment http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14008009/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/14008009/ Fri, 03 Aug 2007 21:49:19 PDT
Click these right now.\\

We were sitting at the table tonight after supper, and while conversations were happening all around as is typical of my extended family when we gather at my grandmothers, I was entranced in the replies given by my Grandmother, who turns 90 tomorrow.

One of my aunts had asked her to share something, a story or a lesson from each 10 years of her life.

"So somewhere along the lines, you met dad. How old were you?"

"It was my twenty-first birthday, and we had come back from seeing my cousins for supper. I walked through the door and straight up to my bedroom, without saying a word. And I just sat down on the bed, and I cried. Grandpa came upstairs and hugged me, and told me how everything would work out... but of course I didn't believe him. He knew how lonesome I was."

It's easy to look at someone like your Grandparents and see the outside, see the warm shell of a woman who loves her family...

But you forget that she was 16 once... and she had passion, and she had dreams, and she was lonely....

just like you are.

And all of a sudden you understand why you, your parents, and your entire extended family is a miracle of the most absurd sort. And you thank whatever power floats through the universe that you were dropped into this day, this moment, this family.... this life.

Standing, trying not to let all these moments pass us by;
Joe

]]> =Alteru We'll fix you up in no time http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13976686/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13976686/ Wed, 01 Aug 2007 19:47:35 PDT
Click these right now.\\

I want fall.

More than I wanted summer last year.

More than I want anything presently.

As painful as school will undoubtedly be, I'm ready for it.

I want crisp air and layers and leaves and the good kind of solitude.

And I want to see everyone again.

And I'll scream under my breath: "I'm alive", to each and everyone I re-meet.

And I want people to see me, without me caring what they thing, like I always said I didn't.

And I want to enjoy two more years of this.
I'm prepared for this, I know what's coming. I'm wiser.

But then again, I've never entered a situation like this as confident as I am.

It's just the right brew...

like the coffee I'm going to go make.

Wanting something that's purer than the water...... like we were;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Without love, http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13893311/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13893311/ Thu, 26 Jul 2007 22:03:41 PDT
Click these right now.\\

Life is like the seasons without summer

Hey everyone.

I know, I'm not on very often... I've just been way too busy.

Without love,
Life is rock and roll without a drummer

But life is amazing. I was starting to think I'd never climb out of my rut... but it's odd how it happened.

Without love,
Life is like a beat that you can't follow

I saw Hairspray. It was wonderful! It picked me up a lot.

Without love,
Life's a 45 when you can't buy it.

School is starting far too soon.

Without love,
Like a week that's only Mondays,
Only ice cream, never sundaes,
Like a circle with no center,
Like a door marked "Do Not Enter"

Never wanting to be without love,
Joe

]]> =Alteru We're Only Taking Turns http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13640423/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13640423/ Fri, 06 Jul 2007 22:38:57 PDT
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We're only taking turns
holding this world,
It's how it's always been...

when you're older, you will understand.

It's been a while since we talked.

A lot has changed... I'm done with summer school, (which I got an A+ in), I got a new job at a local photo store making much more money than I did before. It's the perfect job: I'm learning all kinds of things about the Photo industry than I normally see.

I've met some awesome people, done a senior portrait session and spent ridiculous amounts of time on the photos, which turned out great. (I'll probably post some later on.)

I've got a few other sessions lined up and even a family portrait for a friend of mine.

I'm working a lot of hours.. Around 30 a week, but It's great money.

Money may not buy happiness, but it sure as hell buys security.

I'm going to Chicago with my family on Monday, and am going to try and visit Columbia college there. (My eye however, is still on the School of Visual Arts in NY)

I'm trying to redo my room, but I'm finding it's increasingly difficult with all the hours I'm working and trying to live out of the space.

If I say who I know it just goes to show
You need me less than I need you

I think I feel lost.

I'm missing some giant part of me..

something that's just, missing... I don't recognize myself any more. Just this lonely person who can't be anything but lonely.

My Journal, December 12, 2006
But I can live with it for now.
I'm just dancing through life.
...

and I'm loving every minute.

And someone keeps dancing through my thoughts.
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When you're older, you might understand.

Looking for something I've never seen, alone and in between;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Please Read! http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13442278/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13442278/ Fri, 22 Jun 2007 05:35:33 PDT
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Grab your phone! The U.S. Senate will cast a vote tonight or
tomorrow that will determine whether America starts kicking the
oil habit and breaking the automakers' stranglehold on our
environmental future.

At long last, the Senate is on the verge of passing an energy
bill that would improve fuel economy standards for our
gas-guzzling nation. The vast majority of Americans want these
tougher standards -- to break our oil addiction, slash global
warming pollution and save billions of dollars at the pump.

But the auto giants are not about to surrender their hammerlock
on your car, your environment and your wallet without a fight.
They've engineered an amendment that would throw America into
full reverse.

Compared to the 35 mpg standard in the energy bill, their
Pryor-Levin-Bond Amendment would raise our gasoline bill (by
$31 billion) . . . worsen our addiction to oil (by 800,000
barrels per day) . . . and increase global warming pollution
(equal to 20 million more cars and trucks!).

Fight back by calling your two Senators tonight if at all
possible -- or else Friday morning:

Find the Numbers for your senators here: [link]

Your Senators' staffers will be happy to register your opinion
on this fast-moving amendment. Urge your Senators:

* Vote NO on the Pryor-Levin-Bond amendment to the energy bill
(H.R.6).

* If the Pryor-Levin-Bond amendment passes, then vote NO on the
energy bill ( H.R. 6).

If you get your Senator's answering machine, please leave a
message opposing the amendment. If the voice mailbox is full,
please try again Friday morning. Every call counts!

After you've placed your call, please reply to this email
message so we can track the progress of our campaign on Capitol
Hill.

We've waited two decades for Congress to pass legislation that
could start breaking the chains of our enslavement to oil. We
have a rare opportunity to do that this week -- if we can beat
back this disastrous amendment.

Call your Senators now. Tell them to obey the will of the
people, not the bidding of the car companies!

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[link]

]]> =Alteru Where no one knows my name http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13297222/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13297222/ Sun, 10 Jun 2007 23:51:25 PDT
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I don't journal very often anymore.

But... that's sort of connected to my mission this summer.

It's not exactly something I can go out and work on every day... its out of my control in a way.

I need a person. I need to have some one to call my person. I need someone to listen to me every once in a while. I don't have that like I used to...
And I need it. I need someone who can go as deep as my thoughts drift in my head... and gah. It's frustration beyond belief: to wake up one morning and realize that knowing everyone in the class doesn't help if none of them are your real friends.

but my mission aside,

every time I sit down thinking... " I really need someone to listen to me right now..." journaling crosses my mind.. but

Not that you're not all amazing people whom I all love... I can talk all I want. But I need someone to talk back.. and get what I'm saying the same way I do.

"You don't know me..."

I really didn't intend to talk about that for so long.

"You don't wear my chains."

It's getting late. School in the morning. Again.

The freshmen class isn't half bad.

I'm a junior.

freaky.

summer school. hm.

"I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset"

Thinking of starting it over;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Nobody brews black coffee anymore. http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13121539/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13121539/ Mon, 28 May 2007 05:58:13 PDT
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Dear world,

It's 7:53am. I've been awake since 6.

I'm a morning person who likes waking up early in hotels, going to breakfast, reading while enjoying those giant hotel waffles, and sipping black coffee. The coffee's ok, but nothing like home...

but I'm spoiled.

I'm about to hit 20,000 page views.

I suppose that's incredibly momentus.

I'm not big on the whole taking a screenshot of pageviews and holding contests for them and blah blah.

But I do want to thank everyone and anyone who's viewed/commented/favorited/told their friends about my work. It really does mean the world to me, just knowing that there are people who I can really connect with.

How are you all? Doing good?

Searching for my wonderwall;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Bransonl: SAY WHAT?!?!?!?!?! http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13117237/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13117237/ Sun, 27 May 2007 20:03:55 PDT
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Wow.

I'm here in Branson Missouri.

We traveled for about 13 hours today including stops.

I drove about 8 of those hours. Let's just say this was not what I was expecting when I heard the description of the population sub 10k little town tucked away in the Ozark.

It's obvious that I'm not going to get a lot of the relaxation time I planned on.

Seriously. This town is ridiculous.

On the way here, billboards for some skanky show every ten feet.

Taking an hour to drive a few miles through "The Strip", which, is like the Las Vegas of Midwestern Tourism.

Christ, I mean they've got fucking Dolly Parton up on a replica of Mount fucking Rushmore.

I was worried that we'd be lodging at one of the fleabag hotels that line this place, but we're actually staying in a fairly nice hotel, moderately set back from the cascade of neon retna friers that give the atmosphere around this little corner of melting pot central the glow of a radioactive asteroid less than a mile from colliding into the earth (Which, in the case of Branson would get the rare oppurtunity of annihilating a representative liscense plate from every state in the Union).

Union is a funny word to use in this town where there's multiple souvenier stores specializing in "Southern Heritage". AKA, confederate flags worn as head bands, skirts, and over sized t-shirts.

I'm a little concerned about how I'll be filling my time this trip... so if you have my number and feel like dropping a hello, odds are I'll love you forever because of it.

Later on I'll write about the trip down here after entering
Missouri, because to be honest, as tiring as it was, it was absolutely fascinating, beautiful, and refreshing to travel along highway 65.

And you can also expect a decent number of photos. I was worried about computer access, but the hotel actually has a suprisingly nice computer and high speed access.

More reports to come later.

Unsure and Relaxing;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Swiming up the stream http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13107737/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13107737/ Sun, 27 May 2007 00:37:25 PDT
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~~Life is better.~~

Life is damn good.

I leave tomorrow for Branson, MO. After a quick art/journal search on dA, I've discovered that this little place isn't nearly as remote or unknown as I thought.

I think it'll be nice to get away for a while... sort of subtract myself from my current situation and shake it out like a dirty rug.

Anywho... I get back sometime around the 30th or 31st... can't remember which. Typical me, eh?

Lots of love and such.

Swimming up the stream;
Joe

]]> =Alteru this week http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13095261/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13095261/ Sat, 26 May 2007 00:03:20 PDT
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The trend was to crash and burn and return again.

So... I'm the myself I was one year ago. I'm not the optimistically love sick puppy who was tanned and burned and floating across the ocean to never land.

And I keep wondering where the hell that me is.

To practice the life that I pretend
provides enough to get me through the weekend

I'm not going to lie.
When school was ending, I was freaking out. I was excited.. sort of. But I was mortified that it was over... I was absolutely scared skinless that I wouldn't see most of those people for 3 months.

And I just want to get mugged at knife point
to get cut enough to wake me up
cause I know that I don't want to die
sitting around watching my life go by

Living life like I'm jumping off a bridge;
Joe

]]> =Alteru She's angry like a salesman... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13083312/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/13083312/ Fri, 25 May 2007 00:54:53 PDT
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...who just couldn't make a sale.

This is me.

I'm alive. I'm breathing... but that's about it.

Some stuff is happening... but none of it really warrants it's own spot in my journal. Actually, I bet a lot of it does, but I'm just not feeling up to sharing right now.

We figured it out, she and I.

Right now, I believe that despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, I, and everyone else will be ok.

We'll take it as it comes.

breathing;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Let's Make a Scene http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12906158/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12906158/ Wed, 09 May 2007 23:54:21 PDT
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Clap our hands and stomp our feet

Hi.

For starters, I love ALL you.

School/Work has temporarily eaten me. But it will be over soon enough.. and I hope to be able to get back on some sort of regular sleep pattern soon.

I hope.

How are you all? What's shakin?

]]> =Alteru Say It's Possible http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12784666/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12784666/ Sun, 29 Apr 2007 23:38:12 PDT
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Salvation was just a passing thought....

This weekend has been so beautiful.

"Don't wait,
Act now,
this amazing offer won't last long:
it's only a chance to save the path we're on."

Life is going good... but odd. I'm getting a lot of job offers, which is amazing and completely exciting.

The school musical "42nd Street" is going fantastic. It's the sexiest show we've ever done.

Or at least that I've seen.

"I know there are more important things to talk about,
and in time we'll sort it out..."

I haven't talked to one of my best friends in days. I would say that "I've been really busy," but that's the lamest excuse ever.

I'm in this weird rut. I have been for a while... I'm just feeling disconnected from everything in this town. Somethings just not quite right in me, or until now I've never felt right.

"...and in time we'll sort it out."

I just need something different... I need to be different. Different than I say I am now, but not different from who I really am.

Truth. Heh.

"And truth is such a funny thing.
And all these people,
Keep on telling me they know whats best
And what to be frightened of.."

I'm confused about a lot of things... but that's ok. I've got time and friends and music and green grass to help me figure it all out.

"They know nothing about us."

Gazing;
Joe

"This could be something beautiful...."

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Life is too beautiful to go to bed angry about anything.

[link]

I love all of you.

Yes, even the prints team who banned me.

giving free hugs;
Joe

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I'm back.

I'm still royally pissed off, but I'm back.

Basically, I'm not 18, and even though my print account was purchased by, and all payment information was that of my parents, and even though I had consent and everything necessary, the lovely staff thought it would be appropriate to ban my account while they solved their problems.

Gee. That accomplished a lot now didn't it?

Yeah, lets ban him instead of just removing his prints account. Gee, lets not respond to his messages and then come out of the blue months later and surprise him with a ban!

I love it.

Customer Service? Please.

So I'm done with the dA prints program. I'll find somewhere else to print my stuff, because it's just not worth the hassle of having to deal with them. Absolutely ridiculous.

It's frustrating that I, who's active in the community, who made a freaking "I Support the Staff" stamp, and who pays them so I can use their website, am the one getting reprimanded here.

In short. NO I didn't break any site rules, I didn't plagiarize, I didn't steal anything, I didn't harass anyone, I didn't hack anything.

I just tried to be too active in deviantArt.

frustrated;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Hear the beat... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12711445/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12711445/ Mon, 23 Apr 2007 22:31:19 PDT
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The musical is going pretty well... there's still some stuff to work on... but there always is at the last minute.

I get really frustrated when people don't know their music... and don't show up to practice on time if at all... who just don't seem to care.

I wish tomorrow wasn't taping.....

But... we'll deal.

Opening night will be amazing.

I'm gonna go to bed now....

Good night, and sweet dreams.

Getting out of town;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Looking for free artwork? http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12652939/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12652939/ Thu, 19 Apr 2007 09:38:54 PDT
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To those who are looking for someone to do work for free please wake up and join the real world

Every day, there are more and more CL posts seeking artists for everything from auto graphics to comic books to corporate logo designs. More people are finding themselves in need of some form of illustrative service.

But what theyre NOT doing, unfortunately, is realizing how rare someone with these particular talents can be.

To those who are seeking artists, let me ask you; How many people do you know, personally, with the talent and skill to perform the services you need? A dozen? Five? One? none?

More than likely, you dont know any. Otherwise, you wouldnt be posting on craigslist to find them.

And this is not really a surprise.

In this country, there are almost twice as many neurosurgeons as there are professional illustrators. There are eleven times as many certified mechanics. There are SEVENTY times as many people in the IT field.

So, given that they are less rare, and therefore less in demand, would it make sense to ask your mechanic to work on your car for free? Would you look him in the eye, with a straight face, and tell him that his compensation would be the ability to have his work shown to others as you drive down the street?

Would you offer a neurosurgeon the opportunity to add your name to his resume as payment for removing that pesky tumor? (Maybe you could offer him a few bucks for materials. What a deal!)

Would you be able to seriously even CONSIDER offering your web hosting service the chance to have people see their work, by viewing your website, as their payment for hosting you?

If you answered yes to ANY of the above, youre obviously insane. If you answered no, then kudos to you for living in the real world.

But then tell me why would you think it is okay to live out the same, delusional, ridiculous fantasy when seeking someone whose abilities are even less in supply than these folks?

Graphic artists, illustrators, painters, etc., are skilled tradesmen. As such, to consider them as, or deal with them as, anything less than professionals fully deserving of your respect is both insulting and a bad reflection on you as a sane, reasonable person. In short, it makes you look like a twit.

A few things you need to know;

1. It is not a great opportunity for an artist to have his work seen on your car/zine/website/bedroom wall, etc. It IS a great opportunity for YOU to have their work there.

2. It is not clever to seek a student or beginner in an attempt to get work for free. Its ignorant and insulting. They may be students, but that does not mean they dont deserve to be paid for their hard work. You were a student once, too. Would you have taken that job at McDonalds with no pay, because you were learning essential job skills for the real world? Yes, your proposition it JUST as stupid.

3. The chance to have their name on something that is going to be seen by other people, whether its one or one million, is NOT a valid enticement. Neither is the right to add that work to their portfolio. They get to do those things ANYWAY, after being paid as they should. Its not compensation. Its their right, and its a given.

4. Stop thinking that youre giving them some great chance to work. Once they skip over your silly ad, as they should, the next ad is usually for someone who lives in the real world, and as such, will pay them. There are far more jobs needing these skills than there ar... ]]> =Alteru Am I still your charm? http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12625759/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12625759/ Mon, 16 Apr 2007 21:55:44 PDT
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Monday has subconsciously become my journal day.

Odd.

Last week was odd. Stressful and relatively sleepless.

The best part? It's over, done, and in the past.

Who ever it was to first say that love makes the world go round wasn't kidding. I'm sort of in this dormant corner.

There's no way to make this sound like I'm not utterly depressed, so you'll just have to trust me when I say that I'm not. All things considered I'm quite happy, or the equivalent of such.

There's a lot on my mind, but I don't want to talk about it with anyone. Not the "it's hurting me to keep it in" sort of thing, but just to the point where the only thing that matters is living life... and I want someone who I can be with, and be quiet with at the same time... the world is so loud all the time; everyone's too busy making sure they're heard to just appreciate that kind of love that you feel when the quiet takes over.

Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

swinging life away;
Joe

]]> =Alteru I'll be right beside you... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12517615/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12517615/ Sun, 08 Apr 2007 22:32:05 PDT
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I decided that the absolute best moments of life are those you spend just lying on the floor, or in a field, or on a porch swing with someone or a few someones who make you feel like you can do anything... and nothing else in the world matters besides you, the moment, and the sky above you.

And there are times when it gets quiet, but it doesn't matter....

because all you want is to be able to stay like that forever.

Those are the sort of moments that make being alive so wonderful.

wanting to go back there;
Joe

]]> =Alteru 3 years from now... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12503723/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12503723/ Sun, 08 Apr 2007 00:14:49 PDT
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"When someone said, 'Count your blessings now, before they're long gone,' I guess I just didn't know how... I was all wrong."

Joe says (12:23 AM):
I'm goodish. I'm sort of riding this wave right now.. life is about to become amazing though. I can feel it.

Bugs says (12:24 AM):
Good! Like, how good?

Joe says (12:24 AM):
Good like now or the expected good?

Bugs says (12:24 AM):
Both.

Joe says (12:28 AM):
The now good is a pocket full of tip money, talk with friends you usually don't get to with, listening to Pink really loud, not having to go to school, but having to go to church and having puffy cheeks good.

The expected good is coasting through a few weeks of school, being free of the clutches of repetitive trappings, spending the last precious days with your senior friends, wearing plaid shorts, sleeping outside, falling in love with everything and then a specific person good.

Joe says (12:29 AM):
It's odd... until just now, I've only sort of been looking forward to summer... but now... I feel like I'm a giant truck at the top of a hill that is school, with no brakes.

My emotions right now.... are entirely encased in this picture.

You probably don't see what I see when I look at it... but to me it means a lot of different things.

_{Light up, light up

As if you have a choice

Even if you cannot hear my voice

I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder

And we'll run for our lives

I can hardly speak I understand

Why you can't raise your voice to say}

being right beside you;
Joe

]]> =Alteru You don't owe anything to anyone. http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12437895/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12437895/ Mon, 02 Apr 2007 22:24:58 PDT
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Hey.
Maybe that's what I'm feeling; emotional backup. I need to spiilllllll........

but, I apologize when I say that I'm not going to empty myself to more than one person at a time.

I'm working now. Money sucks.

Root of all evil and such.

I ordered some plaid Chucks online, and they came today.

My life is really weird lately. I'm not exactly motivated to do anything; I'm kind of without my usual fire. I'll find it eventually; it's probably just hiding under the pile of unsorted assignments and papers behind me.

... hm. They're not burning... darn.

Bleh. Life is at a bottle neck right now.. a giant, fucking catch 22-ish bottle neck. I kind of want to just gush all over the floor that is my existence.

My existence... meager, yet oddly fulfilling and wonderful in so many ways...

wait....

I've got it. I think.. I think I've figured out why I'm not quite the self I know...

Holy shit.. so obvious....

I'm not in love anymore.... thats why the songs don't pierce so much lately; why the subconcious dream factory has been on paid vacation; why I'm so..... grey?

That's absolutely fascinating... and as far as I can tell, completely correct.

So this is me in my current state. Happy, and searching for that lost fire.... I'm positive that it can't be far.

I hope this finds all of you well, I really do think about you guys... all the time.

breathless and dancing to the offbeat;
Joe

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It's odd how sometimes the absolute worst days can fade into something miraculous...

But, not necessarily a good day... just something else.

Life.... heh.

We make it so hard on ourselves.

Why?

living in the previous ten seconds;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Ello http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12308215/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12308215/ Sat, 24 Mar 2007 10:25:34 PDT
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I'm sitting here at the computer again.

It's been raining all morning.

I had two cups of coffee today; one from Starbucks, and one from Scooters. Except the Starbucks was free.

You can most likely look forward to a new self-portrait from me if you like that sorta thing... and... basically just a ton of photos.

I've been making photos left and right.

This morning I stood on my parents balcony and watched a big group of kids dance in the rain. I thought about joining them............

But I'm saving my dance for Sioux Falls.

Ok.. so I'm heading out. I might hop online again later if I make enough photos to warrant a re-dump onto my external HD.

Until then, toodeloo.

savoring every last drop of rain, coffee, and life;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Z http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12302373/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12302373/ Fri, 23 Mar 2007 20:43:47 PDT
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I'm sitting here in this absolutley fantastic hotel on their computer. They actually have two.. and they're fast. And I had no problem hooking up my camera and external hardrive to empty my 1.6GB of photos that I took today.

I'm having a good time so far; very suprised at our hotel; it's gorgeous, and the rooms are fantastic. I've got a balcony.

Today we left home at around 10am, and got here around 1pm. We checked in, grabbed some lunch, and did the Zoo thing.

The Omaha zoo is absolutley fascinating... and the animals are nice too.

Honestly, the best shots I got have people in them.

But.. I'm not a huge fan of Zoos. The animals are always so damn depressed looking... and, I mean, come on. Who could blame them? Sitting there all day in the same cage for their entire lives... on display to the ignorant little spoiled shits that are the majority of little kids. (I said majority, don't eat me.)

In the gorrilla exibit, they had a list and pictures of all the different gorillas with a short biography. The matriarch was born in a Zoo... in 1974. Imagine spending 33 years in a tiny caged in area...

Smart little creatures too.

I'm going shopping tomorrow for shorts... I don't have any that fit anymore, and it was 75F outside today.

So...

What's new? Anything exciting happening with anyone?

I'm gonna finish this though. I've got to figure out a way to occupy myself for an hour.... hmm.

dancing in public;
Joe

]]> =Alteru triangulated http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12278183/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12278183/ Wed, 21 Mar 2007 22:54:08 PDT
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I'm really good in Photoshop. That's something I can say with a definite confidence.

I use Photoshop on a nearly daily basis... and have for.. well, years. Of course, it's not always like that. But... I can do just about anything with that program.

So... while I could be doing something else...

I'm sitting here making a guidance councilor look far more attractive than he really is.

Nobody would let me put them in the school paper if I didn't make them look good. Whatever. Nobody looks at the portraits anyway. Except for the people who freak out about their photos. Whatever. You're self conscious. Fix your nose? Sure. Whatever.

Just kidding. Nobody's ever asked me to do that. But somehow everyone in the paper has great skin. Hm.

a) We only interview people with great skin
b) Photoshop

I'm fantastic right now.

Cloud floating... such like that. Really tired.

If you haven't heard from me, I'm going out of town this weekend. To Omaha, NB. Whee... exciting.

Anywho. I'm going to bed...

getting frustrated at always being too tired to write a journal like he used;
Joe

]]> =Alteru swings http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12238761/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12238761/ Sun, 18 Mar 2007 21:54:38 PDT
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Tonight I stood out on the front porch, just staring up the street. One lot away, at the end of that street, is a big, sign. STOP.

And I stood there, and the cruel metaphor of that sign's existence slapped me across the face.

Someday, I want to steal that stop sign.

imagining what the time of my life will be like;
Joe

]]> =Alteru tied http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12226624/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12226624/ Sun, 18 Mar 2007 00:24:02 PDT
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what a week.

Almost every single night since my last journal I've wanted to post... but been too tired.

I was going to write a journal tonight... but.... I've realized that right now, I don't have anything to say.

Some things just don't need to be said.

I'm happy. [:

Seeing;
Joe

]]> =Alteru Oh shit. Here we go again... http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12174436/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12174436/ Tue, 13 Mar 2007 21:07:04 PDT
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Don't worry. It's the fantastic kind of "oh shit!" The kind you say with a giant grin on your face.

Like... like getting to the top of the roller coaster...

you know....

oh shit.
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Sometimes.... life is sooo good. Actually, it's great all the time.

It's just really really really good sometimes.

I just realized that I have mass study hall tomorrow... sorry homework, I'm going to bed.

I really want to climb on my roof.

Sometimes I feel invincible. Some people make me feel like I can do anything...

blissful;
Joe

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Up and down.

Whatever.

I get frustrated easily... especially when I'm rather stressed.

Lots of tests/quizes/crap tomorrow. School is taken way too seriously.

I wish I had the energy to write more, but I'm falling asleep as I write this...

so adieu.

feeling a little like atlas;
Joe

]]> =Alteru How to raise a ton of cash: http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12150255/ http://Alteru.deviantart.com/journal/12150255/ Sun, 11 Mar 2007 22:29:01 PDT
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I may write a book with that title if I can pull it off.

Any ideas on how to raise $3,100? In a few months?

Anywho. Life is good.

How are yall?

Anticipating;
Joe

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It's interesting to discover parts of yourself you have never met before.

Or maybe you'd just forgotten about them.

It's great to be free...

Life is glowing right now.

I have stuff to be excited for... way excited for.

Hope this finds you brilliant.

passionate and hopeful;
Joe

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Hey people,

how are you?

I'm great.

My face is officially online.

Yesterday was awesome.

~Sethers, ~fairen and I went shawpeng. Seth was all excited that he actually bought clothes at the mall, while Lauren and I laughed.

Reshma joined us and we got some lunch, and then after bumping into Catie, we hopped in the car and drove to Sertoma park. Much snow flinging and puddle jumping followed.

Then we went to Lauren's and Wii'd.

So I've had 2 or 3 people randomly add me on MSN lately... people I've never heard of, and have no idea how they got my MSN. They got blocked.

But the moral of the story is, if I don't know you, and you want to add me to messenger, just ask first. It's polite, and it keeps me from being creeped out.

So... I'm gonna go now. Stay safe and out of prison kiddies.

anticipating;
Joe

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