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i'm probably going to delete this post really soon, but i was just sitting here, getting some photo work done so i can watch a rerun of friends and then force myself to go to sleep at twelve, when i remembered that today someone hugged me very close and told me that he wished i could be clothing so he could wear me everyday to work. this is also someone who told me once that he wished my body could be glued to his, and another time that he wished i could be the comforter on his bed, or at least his pillow. and now i have this stupid grin on my face... i'm not used to this kind of happy; on the rare occasions that i feel it, i can't help but think my heart is going to burst.

#140

i thought i'd post a few recent instant pictures while i sort out the mess of film i've accumulated within the last month or so. the universe has been especially kind to me lately and i feel a lot better now. i can't wait to show all of you the new things i've been working on!

manny and i listened to tommy with candles burning in my room.

these two are sneak peeks from an editorial i shot on friday.



i've been wanting to take this picture for a really long time.



mountains and brandon in idyllwild on sunday, the nicest day.

#139

february fifteenth:

 christian rios took me to get a soda pop and ice cream at a little gas station down the street and the clerk was drawing this squid with a ballpoint pen. we talked with him for a while about his artwork.

#138

here's a little doodle i did tonight while watching tv:

i'm going to try and post more pictures tomorrow/friday, plus i'm doing two photoshoots this weekend, so stick around kitties. there'll be lots more to see really soon.

*** p.s. i hope that you all understand the reference to this video and that i haven't offended anyone.

#137

my birthday fell on a sunday this year. i celebrated at the bidwell's with just a few good friends and neutral milk hotel.

#136

just a few snapshots from early february:

#135

on the day that i took these, i was a fairy for one hour, in the last of the january rain, with frozen toes in gypsy shoes.