I royally fucked up my first roll of Holga film. I shot it with the 6x6 mask in, but on the 4.5x6 setting. I shouldn't have shot my first roll while high. Though, maybe it was a good idea. It makes it more special. Regardless, I'm going to have some extreme multiple exposers. From now on I'm not going to bother with the masks. I'll just shoot freestyle, unless I really want to shoot 4.5x6.

Come, Sweet Death

Control (2007)

I haven't had time to update in a while. I've been busy with this online Anthropology, Psychology and Sociology course. The one thing I've learned so far is that, in the nature vs nurture argument, though nature has a big roll, it almost always gets trumped by nurture.



In English class I'm doing the best project ever. A group of us are going to be making a sea monkey society based on the society in Brave New World. Here are two of the kids in my group (click and click).

They'll probably die, but I don't care. The sea monkeys I mean, not those kids.
We're giving the sea monkeys alcohol, but not a lot.



My Computer Science teacher gave me a bunch of harsh noise and power electronics CDs from the 80s. The ones I've listened to are really good. Here's a download link for one (click).

I really need to fix my recording set up. Right now it consists of two studio monitors and a recording interface on the floor and a microphone, no stand... yet.

I'm planning to get a table to put all the shit on, because as of now my mixes end up too bassy because I can't hear the bass right because the monitors are on the ground.

I have conquered The Holy Mountain horizontally.

My cheeks are all swollen and I look like these people:





But these are making me feel better:

Best part about getting my wisdom teeth removed: all the fun pills I get to take, staying at home to read fun books and watch movies, and getting to keep your teeth.

Worst part about getting my wisdom teeth removed: Missing art club and Frankenstein, my face is swollen up like a chipmunk and I haven't showered in a few days. So those are some old pictures.

I just watched Nosferatu but played the Radiohead albums Kid A and OK Computer overtop of it.
It was beautiful.
Kid Dracula.
You should try it.

Tom Waits is such a brilliant storyteller. I hear on the Glitter and Doom live CD there's 40 minutes of him just telling stories. I really want to hear that.

This is how I feel.











I think I've been watching too much Skins.

God, I really should update this more, though I haven't been taking pictures recently. I just don't know if anyone I know reads this blog. I should probably take out that link to in from my Facebook profile.

I've been feeling really bad lately, and I'll try my best not to turn this into a shit post about how I feel like shit. It's almost as if I'm completely lost and have no idea what's going on, like I can't even remember what I did last week, or who my friends are, or who I am. So that's why I feel the need to write things down right now. I guess that's why so many famous writers are alcoholics; it forces them to write in order to remember.

Food has started to disgust me. My girlfriend made me a cookie pie a few days ago, but as soon as I saw it I felt sick. I ended up eating a piece, and afterwards I felt horrible. Not physically sick, just bad. Is it possible to get blisters on top of blisters? I have blisters on my feet...

That's another thing I should talk about: my girlfriend. I don't think she knows about this blog, though I'll choose my words carefully incase she does. I really don't know why I'm dating her. I know things will go nowhere. She had a crush on me, and I just thought it would be better than being alone, but really nothing has changed.

My English teacher says it's the winter that makes people sad. I've heard that before: Seasonal affective disorder. Maybe that's why I feel bad. Maybe I just need more light.

"When you close your eyes, you see darkness. But if you keep them closed for long enough, and concentrate hard, you'll see light."