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I've decided for my birthday I'm going to leave deviantART forever. It'll be my favorite present yet.
My subscription ends 3 days after. I won't buy another one.
I've spent almost three years on this website, filling it with my photographic work. I've gone from loving this place to loathing it; from forgiving it to being disgusted all over again.
It's probably my fault, really. I mean, I could just grit my teeth and pretend that 75% of the entire deviantART population actually knows what the hell they're posting. I could ignore the fact that all the raw talent is polluted by uneducated fourteen-year-old fucks. But I won't. So I have this thorn at my side, this tiny sliver I refuse to pull out. Yeah. It's me. I accept the fact that I've become a mean spirit.

Also, I think it's ridiculous that Coca-Cola doesn't make Vanilla Coke anymore (in lieu of it's new Black Cherry Vanilla Coke). What is that? Pure bullshit, that's what! What sick human being thinks up that type of nonsense?

Anyways, this is sort of like a goodbye. Actually, it is. I'll be around in the future, maybe in Africa or Japan, taking photographs with old film cameras. Toodles.

PS - (Cat, in a couple months remind me to tell you the exact date of my England trip next year.) ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7596207/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7596207/ Fri, 13 Jan 2006 21:11:00 PST

> One side of your face is always more 'squinty' than the other.
> Your left eye twitches constantly.
> Your pointing finger needs constant medical attention.
> Your arm bulges from it's new 'camera holding' muscle.
> Every bad photograph you see gets the response, "Who the hell took that picture???!!"
> Cursing juxtaposition becomes your favorite hobby.
> You automatically know what aperture you'd use when attending any non-photographic related event.
> Your nightmares consist of the camera breaking during a school assembly, the flash not working at the homecoming football game, etc.
> Every excuse for being tardy to another class ends with, "and I was taking some yearbook pictures."
> You've memorized (by heart) every button to your camera and can switch to any mode/shutter speed/ISO at lightning speeds, even in utter darkness.
> You have a break down when you forget to switch from CMYK to Adobe RBG.
> Everything you see becomes some version of white balance.

I obviously have no life.
PS - Learn all about H2O by following this link!!!! ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7447364/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7447364/ Thu, 29 Dec 2005 09:47:58 PST

It'd be nice if every time I got on the internet it actually worked.
PS - What's so great about Ipods?

I've spent a majority of my free time at the doctors office lately. If it isn't a sore throat it's an ear infection, and if it isn't a large cut to the head it's a large cut to a place that's unmentionable.

I've been living off the nintendo. Harvest Moon, Resident Evil, Zelda, Super Mario, it's all the same thing every day. Work has no meaning until I figure out the 17th level of some foreign masters mind. Alas, where is the super mushroom? I need more lives.

And finally, to conclude, I have been wearing the same bra everyday until this morning, whereas I've taken off the pink lace one and turned to the blue sports one.

Cheers, brethren. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7180763/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7180763/ Tue, 29 Nov 2005 20:57:55 PST

It snowed today.



Everyone was silly. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7127275/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/7127275/ Wed, 23 Nov 2005 21:05:53 PST

For thanksgiving, I am thankful for:

Lysol,
Liars,
My english class,
A hot bath,
Text messaging,
Nathan,
Film,
Knotty hair,
Grilled cheese and
Tampons.

How about you? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6948984/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6948984/ Thu, 03 Nov 2005 21:06:21 PST

I am so utterly
completley
out of inspiration
that all I want to do is write
long sentences
all
day
long.

And curse. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6901178/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6901178/ Sat, 29 Oct 2005 20:30:43 PDT

chewing your nails is such a bad habit that
i haven't stopped doing it for years.

]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6833314/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6833314/ Sat, 22 Oct 2005 02:23:23 PDT
My sister, Natasha, had a baby. While in Pennsylvania I went to see her. She's my very first niece.

Meet Ava.


She sort of looks like an alien, but I don't care. She's beautiful. And when she sleeps she gets little gas bubbles and smiles. She grabs my nose when I hold her.

So I guess when God took my brother away, he gave me her to make up for it. That's a bad way to look at things, but it gives me hope, I guess. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6762568/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6762568/ Fri, 14 Oct 2005 00:14:29 PDT I'm never hungry anymore because my stomach is constantly full of regret, guilt, and clichéd phrases.
I tried talking to you last night. I tried to tell you that I feel haggard and frail. That I feel like deteriorating into a pile of ashes. I stopped, mid-prayer, because I was afraid of becoming emotionally disturbed. I know, of course, that it was a ridiculous decision, but I just wanted to let you know I tried.
I also cursed into my pillow about a hundred times, so forgive me for that. If it's any consolation to you my mind kept wandering back and forth to my English lessons and how we should use healthier word choices for ourselves. So the whole grieving thing didn't work out as well as I planned.
And I know you don't take personal requests that well, but could your next caretaker bring us something good for dinner? I'm tired of lasagna and casserole. I'm not complaining, though. It is awfully considerate of them.
You're really nice when it comes to me losing my faith every other month. I just wanted to let you know how thankful I am for your patience, because if I were you I would have struck me dead a long time ago.
Thanks for keeping me alive. But keep holding on to me, ok? I can’t take any more tragedy.
Love,
Ana.

]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6725319/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6725319/ Sun, 09 Oct 2005 22:05:55 PDT
When I was younger my grandmother would comment on how horrid my penmanship was. I worked really hard to get my alphabet perfected so it wouldn't be ugly and when I finally let her see I could write in regular letters she hung it up on her fridge.
That's really the only time I worked on not writing in cursive.
Now-a-days I use cursive for everything. I have trouble when it says 'please print name' on a form. My cursive looks like a dirty suicide note, scribbled frantically even when I work on making it pretty. It's ridiculous, I say. And I'm constantly wondering if this will affect me the rest of my life.
So tommorrow I'm going to go buy a notebook that 5 year olds use to learn how to write the alphabet.
I'm going to learn how to write regularly.

I'll keep you updated. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6649496/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6649496/ Sat, 01 Oct 2005 09:01:39 PDT
Not exactly swollen,
but large and capable.
I want to take in every morsel of my being
and use it in big ways.

And even if I don't, that's ok.

Because I can speak in Japanese and
I can write essay's upon essay's on the Okefenokee Swamp and
I can (finally) do math correctly and
I can develop my own film without messing up anymore and
I can fall in love with Pad Thai so much that I never get sick of it
Just like I can never get sick of you.

This could be a very sensational thing. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6603616/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6603616/ Sun, 25 Sep 2005 23:14:19 PDT
I stood in the smog of smoke, eyes glazed over in wonder at shirtless men playing cello's. Yes folks, I am talking about the all amazing, metal cello band Apocalyptica.
Was there singing? No.
Was there intense moshing? No.
Did it suck that they took away my camera? Yes.

But I still can't get my mind away from the four guys on stage playing a sickly haunting version of 'Nothing Else Matters' and the crowd whispering the words along. I can't even fathom how I made it through the whole night without exploding inside. They were beyond breathtaking. Beyond stunning.

I wish I could let you see and hear and feel the night because right now I just look like an obsessed fan. (Technically I'm the shittiest fan ever, because I don't even know any of their names... ah well.)

So, moral of the story: Apocalyptica is a band you can spend valuable time on and not feel guilty about it. Go see them, they just started their North America tour last night in Washington. Here.
Yeah. Do it. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6538815/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6538815/ Sun, 18 Sep 2005 16:10:11 PDT on the bottom of a
top,
I'm haunted by all
the space that I
will live without
you.

Richard Brautigan ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6478508/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6478508/ Sun, 11 Sep 2005 16:07:11 PDT “Oh yes, they live in a wonderful city called Reality,” Alec announced, smashing into one of the smaller trees and sending a cascade of nuts and leaves to the ground. “It’s right this way.”
In a few more steps the forest opened before them, and off to the left a magnificent metropolis appeared. The rooftops shone like mirrors, the walls glistened with thousands of precious stones, and the broad avenues were paved with silver.
“Is that it?” shouted Milo, running towards the shiny streets.
“Oh no, that’s only Illusions,” said Alec. “The real city is over there.”
“What are Illusions?” Milo asked, for it was the loveliest city he’d ever seen.
“Illusions,” explained Alec, “are like mirages,” and, realizing that this didn’t help much, he continued: “And mirages are things that aren’t really there that you can see very clearly.”
“How can you see something that isn’t there?” yawned the Humbug, who wasn’t fully awake yet.
“Sometimes it’s much simpler than seeing things that are,” he said. “For instance, if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn’t there, you can see it just as well with you eyes closed. That’s why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones.”

]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6461593/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6461593/ Fri, 09 Sep 2005 18:31:31 PDT
I get more views than comments. And for once, I'm completely ecstatic about it. You know what this means, right? I'm actually noticed. Well, I was noticed before, but it was a different notice.
So, even if you don't comment, it's ok, because looking is just as important. If I were you I wouldn't comment on something that didn't touch my soul either, so props to you!
You are a group of great kids.
Hooray!

PS - Listen to the band 'The Books'. They will change your life, or at least give you something to do for a good hour as you try to understand them.
PSS - Also, try developing in a darkroom. I've decided everyone needs to try it before they knock it.
PSSS - Vegas was fantastic. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6351485/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6351485/ Sun, 28 Aug 2005 14:08:54 PDT
VIVA LAS VEGAS.

Oh, and:


Smile!
See you in two weeks! ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6291687/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6291687/ Sun, 21 Aug 2005 20:38:43 PDT Further down the path there becomes a silhouette of a homeless man carefully reaching in his pockets to jiggle the change he has. I wish, my readers, that I could of told you how beautiful it was that he was savoring his money, but the air was too humid, the sun too hot, and I thought nothing of him until now, when I realized that in 96 degree weather he was wearing two coats.

(found on hotel paper) ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6246001/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6246001/ Tue, 16 Aug 2005 18:18:56 PDT it's my little secret that I don't have to share.

]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6184609/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6184609/ Wed, 10 Aug 2005 03:19:18 PDT I'm tired of emo anything.

I'm tired of seeing teenagers (or young adults, for that matter) wallow in their own self-pity over stupid things.
I want to actually meet someone who has a genuine problem and isn't dramatically depressed about it.

There's this Old Man that Nathan and I go see every once in a while. I don't even know his name, but I know he lived in North Dakota when he was younger and the big rocks in his backyard are part of Mt. Rainer and he has a daisy field and he doesn't like ginger snaps and his bull is a bastard bull and he rides his bike twice a month to get groceries at the nearby market. Every time we see the Old Man he's talking to us from the second story window or sitting on the second story porch like he's been there his whole life and nothing wrong can ever happen to him.
I've never once heard the Old Man complain, even though he lives in a weird house with bathtubs strewn across his back yard. Even though he always makes sure we watch out for his "mean ole' bull".
Even though he lives alone.

Why can't people be more like that? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6100846/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/6100846/ Mon, 01 Aug 2005 12:13:07 PDT Do me a favor, follow the below link and agree with it.
Since I don't update my page anymore because I got sick of DeviantART a long time ago, I'll just be commenting all effing day long on the 216 deviations or more that I've left myself.
You should too.

[link]
If you think `onestar has too many comments in his journal then just comment on mine and say you're doing it. Also, try and put the above link in your newest journal or signature.

08/07/05 - SUPPORT THE COMMUNITY. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5785900/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5785900/ Tue, 28 Jun 2005 21:38:11 PDT I'll do it if at least 30 people say they'll favorite it. Just for the hell of it.
Just ask me, but I'll only draw one thing per person.

I'm getting bored. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5055576/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5055576/ Sun, 10 Apr 2005 21:23:34 PDT
No more of an explanation needed.

(For those of you that are going to help me with my brothers book - leaving DeviantART is not going to stop me from doing it. It's still going and I'm still collecting images, so if you have an image I'll still buy/use them.) ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5030544/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5030544/ Fri, 08 Apr 2005 00:33:17 PDT I've been cold since I woke up and I've been cold since I went into the rain and I can hardly breath without this puff of air evaporating in front of my face.
Sometimes it seems,
I've been cold my whole life.

I'm wearing two sweaters and I think maybe this might be internal conflict.
I cannot stop shaking and I cannot get my eyes to close.

Good God, I'm cold, and nothing can get me warm. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5008399/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/5008399/ Tue, 05 Apr 2005 15:22:17 PDT I'd like to ask for everyones help.
I'm making my brother Ben a book. A book with pictures and words, and I'm going to spend a lot of time on it for him.

Basically, I don't want to explain a lot, but he got in an accident in october that took away his memory. He's a lot like a kid now; he talks slower, he cries about things. And I feel like I need to make a gift for him. He's lonely and he isn't very fond of the world, and I have to check up on him a lot.

So I'm going to make him a book about courage. I'm going to have a contest - everyone wins, really. If you have a print account I want you to take a picture, something to do with courage, and make it a print. I'll buy it. If you don't have a print account I'll try and buy something else of yours or send you money in exchange for letting me get it printed professionally.

The people I would be honored to have do this for me is Joel and Cat. But I'd like if other people did it for me too.

I love this kid. Ben used to protect me when I was younger, and now I guess it's my turn to protect him. Anyways, I'd love you more than I already do if you participate in this.

Thanks. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4989720/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4989720/ Mon, 04 Apr 2005 14:56:48 PDT I can't wait to go to hell because I devilled eggs.

... ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4880456/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4880456/ Tue, 22 Mar 2005 10:31:07 PST the rest of the next few weeks.



sleep on it. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4867300/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4867300/ Sun, 20 Mar 2005 21:35:45 PST swore I saw things that only live in my nightmares.

Ever since I've lost my faith in God
I've been scared about everything,
and sometimes I wish
I could just close my eyes and sleep.

It's hard to adjust to an emptiness more terrible than you thought you had before.

I feel fake. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4839521/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4839521/ Thu, 17 Mar 2005 17:33:13 PST

A holiday to celebrate green?
I'd smack that.

On another note, my bear suit has been finished.
(It doesn't quite fit him the way it fits me.)
I didn't even get to try it on before this boy (the one in the picture) attacked it with pure joy. So I took portraits of him on request. I never even got his name, really.

This part won't fit in, but right now I think I want to scream so hard my lungs explode.
But that's the way life is when you're trying to get over people. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4821907/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4821907/ Tue, 15 Mar 2005 17:00:08 PST

does it ever tire you?
he says,
does it ever make you realize
it's not too late?

i want to give him the world
in a locket and tell him
it used to be my heart -
but he doesn't listen.

he paints me a masterpiece and says,
i have better things to do
than breathe.
i have better things to do
than notice me.

this is just the type of thing to get me through the day,
he whispers.
this is jut the type of repetition
everyone needs. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4806354/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4806354/ Sun, 13 Mar 2005 22:13:31 PST

I don't feel good. My stomach is in knots.

This whole weekend I've been getting signs against my actions and for some reason it makes me want to do the wrong thing even more.
I guess that's the way temptation works. It breaks your legs then kicks you even more as you're down.

And I keep having that damn dream again. Fuckinghell.

I don't know. Tell me some of your dreams or something. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4770283/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4770283/ Wed, 09 Mar 2005 15:29:41 PST

I haven't cleaned my room in a month. It looks like I'm going through a mid life crisis and I never bathe or something. (But I do, I swear.)
And I still don't have enough motivation to clean it.
Not even that Nathan comes over and he can't find a place to sit in my room.
Actually, none of my friends can, so I guess it doesn't matter.

My hair is getting long. That pleases me. I can put it in a ponytail in the back and nothing falls out anywhere. I only have April 10th 'till I get it cut but I'm thinking I won't. I've become too fond of it.

Oh yeah, Mount Saint Helens blew up a little bit last night. I didn't see it but I heard it was terribly swell/gallant.

That's about it... I don't really know why I updated, actually. Maybe I can make this interesting and ask everyone their favorite foods.
Uhm, what's everyones favorite foods?
I like rice and curry. And lasagna.

PS - What is it with highschool photography boys and Radiohead? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4756208/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4756208/ Mon, 07 Mar 2005 22:34:57 PST

I've started an account I'm going to be putting my book up on. It's not the book people think it is, it's more of something I wrote that I'm sending around in the summer.
I need to keep track of the pages somehow and I hate to put numbers in it. It's a handsome lil' leather bound notebook.
(Oh, and before I forget, if anybody I'm watching got a re-watch it's because I organized my list into catergories.)



we talk in whispers and i eat coconut ice cream.
he smiles, leans in, breathes;
"there are five stages, but you've skipped three."
he kisses my cheek and
i wipe my eyes.

"too bad;"
i add,
"i already gave up five stages ago." ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4721892/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4721892/ Thu, 03 Mar 2005 18:01:54 PST

Got my stitches out. I could barely even feel them being pulled from my skin. It was almost relieving, exspecially since they itched so much.

Now let me direct you.
In photography for one project we can design a whole CD cover, inside, and out. So I made up a pretend band out of three of my friends and I and shot a whole bunch of ridiculous photo's.
The Proud Dead Democrats:





We're an 'acapolka' (I made that up too. How awesome.) band, we sing and the ones who aren't singing make background noises. So it's my favorite thing I've ever done, because I skipped fifth period and got my butt wet and made up words and played chicken with Krystal and got slapped fairly well.
But in a good way.

PS - New icon. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4702632/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4702632/ Tue, 01 Mar 2005 13:34:15 PST

My face is so numb I could pierce the whole left side. (Don't ask, I hate telling stories about my body and how retarded I treat it.)
Stitches get out Thursday, I can't wait. They itch terribly. Plus I get to find out about cancer, hooray.

What about you?

PS - I'm an unknown artist! Thank you Joel.
<3 ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4686945/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4686945/ Sun, 27 Feb 2005 18:05:08 PST

I've never before been so addicted to artichoke hearts and old stories of what we did when we were young and high.
I think it's funny when people can't accept themselves and all their flaws.
Sometimes when I'm watching Mister Rogers I won't be able to stop smiling because it reminds me so much of the magic of being four (and he was probably the only man I ever knew that could look that good in so many varieties of sweaters).
When I dream, I can dream in different languages I've picked up at 'world club'.
A gazillion scores and seven years ago our forefathers decided what was best for us and now it all boils down to today, now.

What about you? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4671725/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4671725/ Fri, 25 Feb 2005 16:35:38 PST

i hid in my room after our kiss and
curled up under the blankets heavily armed with a notebook and
pen,
feeling slighty jealous that i could
blend with the
clouds.

you can't.
not like the one before, not like the one before.

so i cried on the worn pages as i wrote
about the way i always wanted to carve a
pumpkin
and the way i always wanted to grow my hair out to please everyone
just because i thought everyone
cared.

i fell asleep and all the ink stuck to my cheek
leaving smudges of everything i thought i'd
thrown away. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4660511/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4660511/ Thu, 24 Feb 2005 08:24:19 PST

Everytime my mother or someone puts ointment on the stitches in my back I feel like puking. It hurts terribly and isn't pleasant at all.
Not the mention the bandages never stay on and it's constantly icky with gross blood. Plehh.

I'm working on a new series, very classic so I didn't know wether or not to post it. I made a preview with the three together:

Bunny molester.

Just goes to show how much this dog gets on my nerves. But, she's vicious enough to be a good model.

Anyways, tell me what you think. The big versions look much better, but I don't really have enough space on my link drive to show you. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4648344/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4648344/ Tue, 22 Feb 2005 19:37:02 PST

today my mind told me this










was the worst type of prose you've ever written
so i tucked him behind curses
and laid in bed all day.

<3 ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4641592/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4641592/ Mon, 21 Feb 2005 22:17:47 PST

Went out of state.
Have thumbnails of what went on, but too lazy to link them so go to scraps.
(sorry to scrap watchers)
Love,
Ana.



too lazy to update any more. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4585134/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4585134/ Mon, 14 Feb 2005 21:29:39 PST

i am the morning isolation of our memory lane.
it is raining blue like every morning
when i think of toes in sand
pushing necks together in tight locked plays.
this is what being tired of capitals and sleep looks like.
i am lost, i am lost, i am lost but now am
found.

respond with what you think about anything. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4567004/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4567004/ Sun, 13 Feb 2005 01:37:11 PST

so this is what dreams should be made of and sir, i do
believe your idea of breathing in skin can often turn to
images of dust particles floating over fluorescent light.
all you need is to stop your lungs for maybe a second
and scratch off the need to gasp.
hold this in, this thing called understanding; i only
have fifteen minutes left to live and i'm going to use
it to take a bath and write out all my heroes on the
wall in bright red lipstick.

i don't, didn't, believe in anybody else but you.

(dear morning: thank you for the birthday wishes and the candlelight grins and waking up to 16 balloons above my head.) ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4547509/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4547509/ Thu, 10 Feb 2005 15:49:15 PST

I finally went to the doctor. Turns out I have double ear infections and a sinus infection. Which would easily explain only getting four hours of sleep every night and waking up with pain everywhere above my shoulders.

Last night I went out to dinner to Chili Thai with Emerald and Nathan. I got to have Noodles and Curry, and Jasmine Rice (with amazing soy sauce). During the process of drinking tea I dropped one of the dishes and it broke, scattering little pieces everywhere. (Nathan or Emerald had to pour me tea and give me food all night because they were afraid I'd break something else, which was quite possibly the worst feeling in the world.) Then we talked about how girly Nathan was because he's vegan and drinks soy milk (full of estrogen!), and how girly Emerald is because she's a girl.
Moral of the story is that Chili Thai is good place to eat and converse unless you're clumsy like me.
The End.

PS- I decided to make valentines by hand, and boy are they crude. <3 ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4524203/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4524203/ Mon, 07 Feb 2005 19:39:04 PST

Then I think to myself, 'What if there actually is something wrong with him?' Does this make me a coward, calling names behind lines?

My friend has
a sign that
says
I'm in love with a photographer:
he sees me like
no one
else does.
I want to beg her
for it
but she's in love with one too.

I'm glad I'm lonely, because being happy doesn't seem much fun after it's gone. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4504198/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4504198/ Sat, 05 Feb 2005 14:24:32 PST

I just made the dumbest update with my photographs, so I hope they don't cancel each other out with the way they look.

The last four days I had the flu. It was probably the worst sickness I've had since I was a kid. I'm ok now but the mucus is making my stomach a bit queasy.
The only good thing that came from it was the fact that I was drinking 10 bottles of water a day. My face has never been this clear and smooth.

What's one of the most important things that happened to you in your life? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4467010/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4467010/ Sat, 05 Feb 2005 11:41:00 PST

I'll be working on my book and prose this week, as well as finally getting all my Holga and Panoramic film developed.

I need to get some stuff straightened out with people so I can move on with my life, so I probably won't be around to comment on deviations or update for a little over a week. If you have any problems or need to talk to me comment on this journal.

PS - For valentines... should I hand make them or buy old fashioned tmnt? And if I hand make them, what pictures should I use or take?

PSS - Icon change, someone made me it and it tickled my insides. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4418882/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4418882/ Wed, 26 Jan 2005 10:06:26 PST
The best pick up line ever used on me. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4396719/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4396719/ Sun, 23 Jan 2005 18:33:04 PST ).
I decided to pay a tribute to him, as well as some of my friends.

Image One - Jacket
Image Two - Close-up

It took about two hours to draw and ink, then spray so it wouldn't come off in the wash.
On the back I promised Emerald I would write 'I LOVE EMERALD', so I did. Unfortunatley I was at a party where four other people asked if they could have their names on the back, so I did that too. (By the way, if you want your name on the back I'll put it on, but if we ever get in a fight and aren't friends I'm not going to cross it off. Jeeze.)

Image Three - The Posh Back

Then I was going to have a new ID, but decided against the image.

Image Four - The Devious ID Failure

So, whaddya think about the jacket? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4374720/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4374720/ Fri, 21 Jan 2005 06:27:18 PST There's two things about it that I admire though; the way you have to set up your shots, and the lighting. I could see how much work people actually do put into these photographs that look like a vase and some flowers to the outside world. I can also see how crucial soft and hard light is. Anyways, my first attempt got me so frustrated I cursed in front of the photography teacher with some type of passion.

Boo.

I wanted to get a worm from outside and put it on the table, but that wouldn't be still life.

Any idea's for still life? I can't even think of anything to set up. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4356084/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4356084/ Tue, 18 Jan 2005 21:42:39 PST
Dear everyone,
1> Tell me a secret.
2> Tell me your favorite thing about me.
3> Tell me your least favorite thing about me.
4> Tell me a word that best describes me.
5> Tell me why. (for anything)

I'll do it back if you do it. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4346326/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4346326/ Mon, 17 Jan 2005 19:31:30 PST

Excuse my crappy 5 minute photoshop editing. Have a good day. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4309480/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4309480/ Thu, 13 Jan 2005 10:24:25 PST

You know I'm starting to lose it when I have a C- in photography. And dropping.
Damn. I'm being ignored by a lot of people lately. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4295509/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4295509/ Tue, 11 Jan 2005 15:21:14 PST He's almost fifty and he said he never fully found himself until he was 30, resulting in a lot of broken feelings before that. He encouraged me to search, to never stop searching. We had a topic conversation about God and what man has done to what his beauty used to be, and then he gave me his card and I left.
I was dizzy and I sat on the stairwell until I could intake everything he had said to me. And that was that, and I didn't think anything about it until this morning.

I stayed home and cleaned all morning. I don't think it's safe for me to go to school feeling like this.

]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4278312/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4278312/ Sun, 09 Jan 2005 13:53:19 PST
Ah, what the hell, lets go party. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4266082/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4266082/ Fri, 07 Jan 2005 23:08:57 PST

~FourteenBlinks took it yo.

And I took mirror photography, which is gay when you are awkwardly tired.



PPS - I could be a poke-master.


Your turn. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4239503/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4239503/ Tue, 04 Jan 2005 16:49:56 PST


That is all.

What's new? ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4194074/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4194074/ Thu, 30 Dec 2004 14:26:01 PST I had jet lag.
Zach and I went to DC at night. It's almost like Seattle except for every building has security guards posted inside with metal detectors. We went to a spy museum and they sell lomographic cameras. I bought a couple rolls of medium format film. I also bought a polaroid to keep track of the progressing trip.
I've decided that I'm not the person I ever thought I could be. It's tough to explain; everytime I try to tell somebody how I feel I clam up. Ah, I'll wait until a later time to destroy my relationship with myself. God forbid if I depress someone.

I'm going to be here until the fourth, so until then I won't be checking any deviations. But I promise when I come back I'll check them out. I already can tell that there are some nice ones. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4109703/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4109703/ Mon, 20 Dec 2004 09:58:21 PST Then, if I get some good ones, I'll make it into a deviation for you.

Remember when... ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4084583/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4084583/ Thu, 16 Dec 2004 22:33:22 PST I'm stuck here in bed I'm stuck here in me.
I'd say something clever if it werent so routine,
I'd say something clever for me.

So I want to be amazing, but I can't be everything I want for all the others and it really frustrates me.
I don't really want to go to my dad's dance on saturday wearing a black polka dot dress with only my parents around.
I love that I'm hungry and exhausted and I don't have school. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4060592/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4060592/ Mon, 13 Dec 2004 18:43:52 PST
Type the first thing that comes to your head. Anything. ]]> ~happymoronic http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4043119/ http://happymoronic.deviantart.com/journal/4043119/ Sat, 11 Dec 2004 14:38:35 PST Lately I've been pleased with the results of everything I do. Photography exspecially. Hell, I couldn't get a question on my math test so I made a drawing of dancing congruent triangles and I was even pleased with that.
I feel like going on top of a building and flying. Obviously I wouldn't be able to, it'd be suicide, but phobia of heights causes something daring and significant to me. I miss you Cody. Holy jeeze.

Does anybody know of a good site I can start a portfolio on? I'm willing to pay, but not if it's outrageous. Aaaannnd somebody should tell me other sites, sort of like DA, because I need recommendations. Yeah. ]]> ~happymoronic