Bragging

Wesley has been updating his photography website. He has been working with both digital and film these days. I've gotta say... The man has an eye for beautiful things. Don't you agree??

After the Rain

When I woke up yesterday morning the sky was falling. The cats were freaking out and eventually the tornado siren went off. Luckily Hattiesburg is in a geographic bowl (or protected by an Indian blessing, depending on who you ask) and the only tornadoes that I've ever heard of coming into the city were during Katrina- which was eerie as all hell. The storm eventually passed, taking the tornado (they are only called twisters in the mid-west) with it. Once it moved on the sun came out to create a gorgeous afternoon. I walked over to campus and took these photos.

I watched Lost in Translation the night before last. I like that movie more every time I see it. I hated it the first time I watched it. I felt particularly in tune with it this viewing. The story is about a young woman who befriends an older man while her new husband is out pursuing a career and having a social life separate from their relationship. They love each other but they are living parallel lives, not a simultaneous one. Wesley and I are going strong, but I can relate to the female lead. Walter, my gay, blind, middle-aged neighbor, has become my Bill Murray- minus the odd sexual tension. Besides the similarities in two the relationships Scarlett and I are having, I think we are a lot alike in how we view the world and ourselves. There is one example I am thinking of- that will make this ramble cohesive with the rest of the post once you read it- that talks about photography.

Scarlett Johanson says "My pictures are very 'Girl goes through photography stage.' " I laughed hard enough to garner the cats' attention. She captured how I feel about my photos to a T. I still feel like my photos are missing a certain panache. I'm going to try and start carrying my camera everywhere with me. Maybe then I will be able to take more inspiring pictures.

Any suggestions are welcome.

Springtime

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring. The flowers have already heralded its arrival here. The sweet aroma of wisteria has been drifting in through my open windows all afternoon, creating a wonderful freshness in my apartment.

Thump thump

I had to listen to vulgar, awful thump-thump music at work today. It's hard to make sandwiches (yes, that's what I do now) when someone is gasping for air and talking about puttin' it 'tween the legs of shorties. What the hell is a shorty? Most black women I know are tall and beautiful and should be insulted by that. I consider myself pretty well-rounded and cultured, but Damn does R&B get on my nerves. The males sing about screwing and the females sing about heartbreak. That should tell you something right there.

And on another note, I found something pretty funny when I googled my name today (hey, it's better than doing math homework). Eryn

Oh, and I should have Raleigh pictures on The Gallery soon.

Roses

It was beautiful weather today. I ignored my splitting headache for a little while and went to USM's rose garden to take some pictures. My favorite ones are torwards the end, so start from the back if you are curious but impatient.

My Roses

art walk

It was a pretty good weekend. I got my reading done for classes this week, but didn't get much studying done for the finals, which are in two weeks.
I also steam cleaned my carpet this weekend. It was disgusting to see how much dirt I pulled out of my carpet. My apartment almost feels less clean now than it did before, just because I now know how filthy the carpet was, when it looked relatively clean. Ick.
I went to Hattiesburg's Art Walk downtown last night. I had fun playing with the camera. I know so little about how to use it's features I wasn't very happy with the pictures that I got. I still put them up on the website Art walk photos because some of them turned out okay and it's documentation of a fun evening.

Light shirts

While you're at it, check this crazy mess out. It reminds me of those shirts that changed color in the sunlight.

I don't know how to fix the font and it's late. So there. :)


dear diary...

I woke up this morning at a reasonable hour and read my chapters for a little bit. Then I started feeling icky and fell asleep in the Big Yellow Chair which now resides in my bedroom. I slept until 2:00. Ridiculous. I can't believe I did that. I feel like my whole day is shot. Meh. And such a pretty day too.
The camera should arrive on Monday. I hope it comes in the morning; I have class in the afternoon. I am ready to start snapping pictures. I am planning a day trip to New Orleans soon to take photos. One of my neighbors, Gabe, is also an amateur photographer and has expressed interest in going. I'm sure others will come along as well.
Tomorrow night I am going to watch "Me, You, and Everyone We Know" downtown at the film festival. I am interested in the movie, but truth be told, I am really looking forward to the chance to play dress up. It should be a fun evening.

gratitude: cool weather

a snapshot

I, being the rude and ungrateful person that I am, forgot to mention my True gratitude when it comes to the camera. The camera didn't just pop into my lap out of thin air and I sure couldn't afford to by it myself.
Wesley gave me the camera many months ago. He knew of my love of photography and was generous enough to give me a wonderful tool with which to practice my hobby. Not only that, but I am grateful for his belief in me. He instilled me with the confidence to learn some things about photography and really push myself with this hobby. So, thank you Wesley for the camera and the vote of confidence.

Crunch.

It's late and even though I criss-crossed all over downtown today, I can't sleep. I've been having not-so-fun dreams the past couple of nights and I guess it has me a little apprehensive.

So in leiu of a trip to Nod I am writing this and uploading pictures on to my new website, www.littlemisseryn.org/gallery . Thanks to my very thoughtful boyfriend, I have entered the world of ubergeekdom. If anything can cure insomnia, web design can; I assure you.

Let me back up and tell my adventures, starting with the dinner party last night.

Wesley and I cooked for ourselves, two other couples, and Jason. It was my first time meeting three of the seven people there and the two couples did not know each other either. It all went very well; food was good, fellowship was great. Then came time to do the dishes.

Crunch. We all heard it when Wesley ran the disposal. It was considered unnatural, but before anyone gave it any real thought the conversation resumed. After a while I got up to clean the mashed potato pot. I looked down into the disposal and saw a red light.

I thought "How cool. Their disposal has a light in it so you can see if you dropped anything into it." I looked a little closer and announced to everyone the astute observation that "There is something inorganic in here." Everyone immediately rushes over to see what is going on. Just at that time I pull out the mangled front cover of my phone. It was so pitiful looking that I had to laugh. Next I pulled out the body of the phone. The red light was still on and the think was vibrating. It was like a dying animal having seizures. Just pitiful.

So after the hooplah dies down, I order a new phone and the rest of the night goes smoothly. Hooray for morbid experiences with technology. Heh.

Today I went downtown and took pictures. I met very friendly people and got some pictures I like, many that I don't. This is partly because I forgot to take water and half way through the afternoon my hands started shaking and I was too distracted to really focus on what I was doing. Not that I was going for super-mega artsy photos anyways, but I wish I had spent a little more time on some of the shots. You can see them at www.littlemisseryn.org/gallery

It's late. I hope this post makes sense.