i’m alive.
okay. this is what i’ve been up to in my long absence since i last posted.
school.
(8-12hr days, tues-sat)
the end.
it’s 11:57 at night. but my blog probably won’t say that…cuz i havn’t written it yet.
i’ve been playing on loop all day “can’t get it right today” by joe purdy.
i was just kinda thinking about relationships. Mostly the friendship type. Well, all types i guess.
This one time this girl got all crazy on me…like crazy. Like kicking snow and asking rhetorical questions crazy. It turned out to be alright because i just let her go on and on while i watched and then walked away. But not before I pointed out the ridiculous situation she got herself into and how she looked kinda crazy…i did all that just by saying a few words. I felt really vindicated after I said those words. I should’ve probably felt guilty instead, but I didn’t.
This one time my dad helped me out of a situation and gave more than he should have. Then at that moment I realized he pretty much does this all the time and it was just normal to me and in these past situation i also realized i would have felt angry if he hadn’t given more than he should have. At that moment in time i felt extremely guilty and almost asked him not to help me after all. But i didn’t. I didn’t even say thankyou. I don’t know why. is this how i am with God too?
This one time in second grade some boy was trying to take our jump ropes at lunch time…and he even cussed at my friend. It felt very traumatizing at the time, though I’m sure all he said was “hell”. I hit his shoulder to get him to go away. He did. I spent the rest of the day avoiding every proctor on campus. I didn’t want to get in trouble you know.
This one time i had a secret with somebody. it wasn’t scandalous or anything but i know now that it shouldn’t have been a secret. i just wanted him to like me so i covered for him. he was using me. then i think he might have been hit with the “God” stick because he started to persue me, for reals this time. he wanted to start coming to church with me and told me he thought we should get married. i freaked out and stopped taking his calls. he didn’t stop calling and i got my number changed. i was 17. i had a dream about him the other night, i dont really remember what it was about though. i still get this stomach drop feeling when i see his car at the target parking lot.
like i said…i’ve been thinking a lot about relationships. and i figured out i’m not good at them.
if you actually read through this mind throw up, sorry. it’s been a weird day for me.
bradley hathaway
Went and saw him a couple of weekends ago on his Dang Dang Tour. He was freaking awesome. His set was amazing and his poetry was killer. Seriously, if you ever get the chance to see him…DO IT!
Here are some shots I took that night. See more here.
bleh…my blog cuts all my pictures off. =(
Sarah and I with him. =D
wow, okay. i need to do a massive update
i’m so behind. so here goes at catching you up for february….
Kymmie – My other beautiful neice…this was sometime in febuary. I don’t really remember. It’s been a while.
Inland Empire Music Awards – Just a few shots from the night…Myspace met Curt Phillips afterward and now he’s playing the next show at Catalyst.
15 north
Took some picture of Karley with her class:
Did some more of the lovely Miss Natalie…
Took some awesome fashion-y shots of Andrew and Sam:
And did some new promos for Offending the Orthodox, which I’m still working on:
Winter Camp Take 2 – Jr. High
Doing any jr. high event always wipes me out. Majorly. I got some fun picture being up there. I’ll post them after I’m done sleeping for a week.
The most uncomfotarble phone call of my life.
So, I called the hp tech support for my mom (her notebook keeps freezing up when playing videos). here is my best recount:
lindseybrown: Hi, my laptop keeps freezing when I watch youtube videos on it or any other type of video, also when we use the webcam.
Bob (or so he says. mind you he had a thick indian accent): Okay. Lets download some driver things.
So i get on a website and start downloading some driver things and they take a long time.
Bob: So what do you use your laptop for?
l.b.: Internet, e-mail, photoshop. Normal things.
Bob: So your a photographer? I thought you were a college student.
Thinking that this guys is kinda wierd, aren’t they just supposed to put you on hold when restarting and downloading and stuff?
l.b.: No, I just really like taking pictures. It’s fun.
Bob: Me too. What type of camera do you have?
l.b.: A nikon d80.
Bob: Oh, you have an expensive camera. Do you take pictures of things at the beach?
l.b.: Yeah, sure. I like taking pictures of people too.
Bob: I like taking pictures at the beach…but, not of girls…i mean, i uh….i…uh….wha…uh…..
Long uncomfortable silence where it’s taking everything in me just to not laugh hysterically out loud.
Bob: I’m going to put you on hold for a few minutes.
Few minutes pass.
Bob: Okay, restart your computer.
Long uncomfortable silence.
Bob: So do you take classes then?
This went on for a while where i was doing the nervous laugh while answering him….cuz it was funny and creepy at the same time.
Bob (in an offensive tone): Why do you keep laughing when you answer me? I’m not telling joke.
All I can manage is a disgusted wide eyed look to my mom. Once again it’s just a long uncomfortable silence because really, what do you say to somethign like that?
Bob: So what else do you like to do?
Not sure if i should answer because now its really getting creepy, but i really don’t want to hang up and go through the whole process again because i just really want the computer to be fixed. So I went with the answer the usually throws everybody off…
l.b.: I go to church. Thats all I do.
Bob: So you sing then?
l.b.: Uh, no. Definitely don’t do that.
Bob: Oh, I thought you sang up at the front of church.
l.b.: No, nobody wants to hear me do that.
Bob: Your good, sing for me.
l.b.(totally creeped out again):Uh, no. Nobody wants to hear that.
Bob: Just sing for me. Come on!
I hang up the phone.
And the computer still isn’t fixed.
you know those annoying survey bulletins?
My niece Sarah filled one out. I would like to bring your attention to number 13. (i will be referred to as “#1″ in the following screen shot)…
true story.
