Quick additional post: new peumer's are here and more comfortable than ever.  But i'm sure you would have guessed that considering the concurrently added shot in my still life section: Fiendish; as i'm becoming fiendish about buying new shoes.  That is--until i run out of money.
Gaze upon all those heely contours:

Furriest.  I'm easily amused. What can i say?  I can say that i want to go buy some new shoes.  I can also say that i'm obscenely hungry. I think the internal consensus is chinese.  The prelude continues to be a PITA but the fortunate part is that i am making some sort of progress with it all.  It's not a project car if you don't have anything to work on, no?  I'd also like to say that my iPod can now make phonecalls..er.. well, my phone can now act like a text messaging iPod video with internet access.  I think Howard Forums has ruined me.  This has to be the most abruptly written entry i have made to date.  I wish i cared!

This is actually a lie-- right off the bat. I'm standing right now. Yeah, it burns more calories to stand than to sit for prolonged periods of time. For real though, i'm not that vain, heh. My current situation is as follows: Sergio Mendes flows through one ear, and through the rest of my body before coming out the other ear. Reveling in the squandering of my and my parents hard earned money on new shoes. (I'm becoming an Encap addict)
...mmmm.. delightful, huh? I'm waiting to take delivery on the Puma FutureCats.. icon's of that coming as soon as they get here.

Lastly, the night was capped off with coffee and good conversation with my genius friend matt. I say it's always good to bask in the warming light of intelligence. With him, i find myself an audience without jealousy. It's good that way; real good. Jealousy is no bueno man.

Or did you not notice?  I have implemented a gritty new motif upon this house.  I love it and more than that i love the effort i've exerted on this site in just the past few days.  It's kind of nuts to say out loud that i've been in college for two whole years and am still sane.  Tuskegee does some things to you, and 'weathering the storm' is one of my recent, necessitated traits.  
Cheers for now.

That one thing: there is no replacement for the pages of a book.  The tangible method.  Everything's in my hands and in no one else's eyes.  Sometimes we need that kind of privacy.  Other times we should shed ourselves of such thick skin.  I'm going half-in on this theory, for now.  Cryptic, you say.  Guarded, i reply.  For my own safety nonetheless.  But yeah, what's done is done i suppose.  I press on to do even more things.  "You're thinking too hard."  Why is that the phrase i keep hearing?  How does one think at such a convoluted level with such consistency? This is a much different venue, i notice.  I don't have the luxury of calling you "you" with much certainty.  The intangible method.  Either has its peaks and troughs-- go figure.

Wow call me crazy but yeah, this is number two in just one day. I'll deem it, today, a committment of mine over the upcoming summer months to post up to my blog more faithfully. I mean it seems like healthy practice, no? Well let's see how things work out re: my consistency, detailism, and..eh..consistency. Oh, right, i have to mention that the english will not be correct or even make sense at times, bear with. I'm on a high right now though.. cause of what you're reading right now. I'm trying to revive my website, get more visitors, and more photography this summer. Fingers crossed. No i'm not telling you to cross them-- chances are, this is raymond reading it right now. Dur.

Yeah, we knew i was, and forever will be terrible at blogging. But i can manually write the pages off a cow-print composition book. That's ok, right? So long as i get my thoughts and feelings out somehow. Plus, i in my newb'ness have had some trouble cross-pollenating the posts i put on this site with the ones that show up on my site's blog page. ...Hm, perhaps that's the reason why i'm not so great at this online thoughts-and-feelings-bonanza.