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I’ve never had a photoshoot.

I didn’t get to take senior photos in high school (still bitter) and I have only taken one family photo under an age that I can still remember the process. 

I guess Seth took pictures of Will and I last spring but I don’t have those photos.

Plus. Standing in front of a camera without any direction at all is really unnerving. 

“Opportunist” photography is only great if I’m already engaged in something other than standing in front of a camera…

My parents. I love them so much it makes me want to cry.
What a strange thing to feel…?
Bwahhhh! <3

My parents. I love them so much it makes me want to cry.

What a strange thing to feel…?

Bwahhhh! <3

So I was googling graduation hat decorations..

I want to give a shout out to my mom and dad but I wasn’t sure how to do it creatively or artistically….

When I came across this photo.

Priceless.

And terrifying.

But mostly hilarious.

Night anxiety

I’m sure being on weekend duty didn’t help but I’m still awake and it’s 3am.

Whenever Will doesn’t stay the night I find myself sleeping with Pat Canda on all night.. and I leave the hallway light on. Doesn’t decrease the amount of terrifying things I imagine, though… 

Regardless if Will stays over I get really anxious around bed time. Itchy, restless, constant urge to stretch… etc.

It’s only getting more and more uncomfortable and I’m not sure what I should do.

Well good to know that Eugene is safer than Spanaway. All those purple/white squares on the bottom picture are parks and schools in Eugene. 

Also, the top picture just proves that Parkland truly is scarier than Spanaway.

Day one of Humans vs Zombies and I didn’t survive.

Surprise, surprise.

So tonight in about 2 minutes I tried out my zombie transformation for my meeting on Wednesday. It’s a themed meeting. I’m going to wear my survivor outfit regardless of my zombie appearance. 

By the way… pink lipstick is really hard to get off of your face.

This article compares gay in vitro to Objectsexualism.

I understand that some people may not want their tax dollars going toward in vitro for people who are technically not actually infertile, but to compare that situation to someone who wants to marry the Statue of Liberty? 

Man. I really dislike people sometimes.

Oldie butt a goodie.

Oldie butt a goodie.