I just watched Meet the Robinsons and I think that is a movie that cannot be fully enjoyed with a second delay between sound and video and a head full of tussin.

srsly lol whut?


I am waiting for my thunderstorm. Any old time now.

So I guess I'm semi-officially moving in with my brother for the end of the month? I sent him up with some of my boxes, anyway. He tells me the rent is $200 for me and a $200 monthly deposit for Butcher? That sounds ridiculous to me. They can't take away my baby... D: I don't know what will happen if I can't work that out, but-- now I must focus on how to make it work.

I am feeling musically soggy. maggiesox posted The Boxer because she was thinking of her father, and then I started listening to James Taylor because it seemed like a natural progression, but now I'm thinking about my mother, so:

James Taylor - Sweet Baby James

Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose, won't you let me go down in my dreams?



Hm. Definitely and definitively tripped over that one, and I keep forgetting my camera when there's something lovely in front of me. (Let's have a camera laundry day next week, victoriansquid!) For now I think cigarette, song, thunderstorm still pending, maybe it'll come unpent while I stand and encourage the creation of clouds. One a.m. Thursday nothing special, except I feel like I have something left to see tonight.


Ah, hell, whatever I have coming, you have something pretty.

wait. don't let this line go slack. don't go alone into the cold. wait. don't give up on this yet. I know that there's more you haven't told. wait my love, just one more thought...wait my love, I haven't got time in my life to watch you drift out to sea. so please, wait. don't let this line go slack. I want to bring you back to where I know you. wait. don't give up on this yet. I just want you to let you let me hold you. wait my love, just one more thought...wait my love, I haven't got time in my life to watch you drift away. but I've all kinds of time if you'll stay. I know we're transcontinental, 1:30 a.m. and there's not even a wire, just a whispering in air. I know we're transcontinental, 1:30 a.m. but I'm here.

Standing on the porch, back to a post, listening to the train clack past, one foot hanging free in the humid air that wantwantwantstorain

and all I can think

is

yeah, I can fly

Aim of the Game: For one week, you are to post photographs taken during the day.

Rules:
1. You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.
2. Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.
3. You must post your photographs at the end of that day, sometime after the last picture is taken.
4. Each photograph must have the time taken beneath and a title, with no other explanation.

You must post these rules at your first entry, then link back to it for the other six days so that people will know wtf you're doing.

Your post must say "A Week in the Life of [your name/username], Volume [whatever day you're on]."

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( Thursday, May 15. )


I had a most excellent day today, and now I am going to rustle up some dinner and play Guitar Hero 3. \o/