I think I’m on a bit of a Star Trek kick or sumthin. (this sometimes happens…)
Dylan’s gone to Nashville, my future is looking… precarious at best, so… I’ve decided to hide myself away for three days while (unapologetically) taking a great deal of pleasure within fictitious, money-free, overtly communist futures that have cool spaceships that fly really fast and meet cool new people and do good things and stuff…
I’ll get back to life soon I promise.
I didn’t intend on wearing a red v-neck today (of all days). It just sort-of happened.
In other news, I’ve finally sort-of kinda got my website going:
I’ve been meddling around with it for the past month, and may change a bunch still, but its up.
I still need to add a CV (not that I have much to put on it), and probably a page for past ‘one-off’ work. And I don’t know about the page with my snapshots but there it is.
Okay, so, after a lengthy and brutalizing debate (with my stupid little brain) I’ve finally decided to go ahead and get instagram.
Follow me, @whosecity.
Taking pictures today.
Having a perfectly do-nothing morning at the boy’s. We’re about to head out for lunch.
Rebelling with Flickr.
