Sometimes letting go is the answer...

When fall comes 'round,

all the leaves drop from their limbs

but even if a single one can manage

to withstand the harsh winter winds

and spring returns and brings back life

that leaf that held on so dearly to it's place

will no longer fit in

and just be a waste

Even the good things are contagious.

Most days when I come into work, I'm a little grouchy. I let grumpy people make me even more grumpy when I have to deal with them. This morning when I woke up, I decided to take a different approach, and try my hardest to love every moment of everyday.
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Since I've been gone.

So it has been awhile since I posted a self portrait. This one is far from professional, but it fits with the modern day cyber culture. Since the appearance of myspace and facebook, the cell phone camera in the mirror portrait is a guarantee.

It's funny how it rained all day.

It's funny how everybody varies in how they deal with a broken heart. Most listen to happy, upbeat music. This type of music has almost no effect on me when I'm that down, and I really go for softer, sadder music and songs. I like my music to match my mood, rather than have it change my mood.

In times like these, my work ethic increases as a way of coping. I cover the feeling by becoming more outgoing and unintentionally hiding the fact that I'm feeling down. As I've gotten older, and it's been a long long time since I've felt this way, these tendencies I had don't seem as predominant, and I think I'm coping in a more mature and adult manner.

Or maybe this time it's to the point where it has numbed me beyond realization.

Swine flu who?

I think this may be my first time living during a "pandemic". The swine flu is getting worse and more threatening everyday, they tell us. Its not a threat here yet, hopefully it stays that way.

If people start becoming zombies, I'm taking my left 4 dead skills on the road to mexico city.
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Going through idea after idea, thought after thought, and reference after reference, I have finally decided on my next design for a T-shirt. Quill!

Not Even Close

Since the day I got my car, I always dreamed on when it would be a street car but never actually expected it to get this far. The more I change though, the more I want to do. It's an addiction and I'm not even looking for a cure.