Strangest

two weeks

E V E R.

So in my various activities, I found myself 35 stories up on a rooftop.

Petrified.

(hey there childhood fear of heights long time no see!)

Exhausted.

(note to self: you like sleep. you are no longer 19. staying out all night is tiring.)

Staring at my favorite building in Ny.

(only chumps don't click to enlarge)

Sounds trite, but this exact picture has lived in my head for years.

I just never had the vantage point to take it from.

<3

An open letter to my laptop

Hey Laptop,

I don't know what I did to you...

But the past 6 weeks or so of this:

"hey i'm going to work when you don't need me to!

And mysteriously stop working when you do need me to!!"

stuff is getting old.

Those 12,000 photos you're holding hostage?

I'd really love to have them back.

We can work this out.

...I hope.

Advice

With nutritious cursing added free of charge!
My brain hasn't been working lately and I've been sick. yay. -_-

But here, enjoy some advice I've been given over the years.

(click to enlarge because your vision isn't that good, Nana)

That last one, is the absolute most amazing piece of advice I've ever received.

no lie.

Pass it on.

Meeting Miles while being eaten alive

By mosquitoes.

Not by Miles.
(scroll down to see him. he's awesome)

Took these after I served Miles dinner.

click to enlarge or I will haunt your great-grandchildren. SERIOUSLY.

Then I finally ran into this gorgeous cat I keep seeing around the past few months and am in love with.

He is somewhat feral, but after I got him a plate of food, he hung out 4 feet from me.

Not too wild.

I have named him Miles.

I would like to get him off the streets.

Look at that face. How can you not love him?



...Upstate tomorrow for a few weeks.
Internet freeeeeeeee.

Commence Meltdown:

Now.

So busy

Well honestly, I don't know if I'm busy or if it's just my brain that is.
Regardless, I am overwhelmed.

But sort of in a good way.

We went into Brooklyn last night.

I got screamed at by a cyclist for this shot.
Apparently being 4 inches into a 6 foot wide bike lane is grounds for rage.

Who knew?!


*Btw my pageload/stat logger effed up.
Now I can't counter-stalk the person who blog-stalks me.
Lame.

Edit: i've decided i like this one better.



Edit edit: so this looks insanely bright on my laptop monitor but not on my desktop. the 1st one looks perfect here but people say it's too dark. so dont judge me. i dont know whose monitors are accurate. *angry noises*

So...uuuum....ow

I fell down the stairs.

Dislocated my left ankle and my right knee.

Graceful, I know.

So while I recover...here are 3 Ttvs from my time upstate.

Hooray being immobile.

Look what I got in the mail *Ttv time finally*

Kodak Duaflexes.

You use these to do Ttv ('through the viewfinder' in case you aren't familiar) photos.

But first you gotta build one of these:

Use a macro lens to take a photo of the Duaflex's bubble eyepiece.

And get odd, sometimes surreal, results.

I've only had them a few hours, so these are only the first few shots I've done.

I am ridiculously excited to do more.

I'm not very good at this

Older attempts:

Click to enlarge or bot flies will infest your eardrum.

Birdbath

Horse.

That weird place we always end up, in VA

The house.

Tonight in Long Island City:

I heart NY

Boat on the river.

I typed out what each is, because I think maybe the only reason I can tell what they are, is because I did them. Oh sweet insecurity.

Sooooo...

My LEDs are eh. My skills are eh. +This is harder than it looks.

Tonight was an hour and a half of work, 27 images, & only 2 that weren't God awful.

In over a year of doing these, this post contains the best I've produced.

*shame*

Heading upstate tomorrow.

If you're bored...

It's 'cause you're boring.

ps. my kodak duaflex is on the way.

i=obnoxiously excited!

This is

Every picture Tom takes of me (when I let him hold the camera).

*scroll past this nonsense for actual photos*

I just thought I'd share his brilliant talent, if only to make you appreciate my photos a touch more in contrast.

"Hey Meg, compared to that guy who sucks, you're AMAZING!".

Oh I know I'm amazing...compared to that guy who sucks.

And now we can all mock me for being nearly the same shade of white as my dress.

Let's all do that.

Or not.

(I don't even know who "we" is...)


Anywhooooo...

Here is Chinese Virgin Mary and Chinese Baby Jesus
(as seen in Chinatown.)

Click to enlarge or reawaken the dead igniting a zombie world war of sorts.

Poor baby Jesus and his mitten shaped hand. Bet he got a lot of flack for that.


Later...

We went to Washington Square Park. (which despite the appearance of the photos, was paaaaaaaaacked)

And while we sat on the new benches, listened to a group of street musician's play "On Broadway", and watched a guy ride a unicycle with a tourist on his shoulders,

I looked at Tom and said:

"We're really lucky we live here."

<3

I'm obsessed

with this font lately.

Primarily because

my hand writing is ATROCIOUS.

I remember in junior high,

girls practicing

these big, fat, swirly, flirty letters...

until eventually they trained themselves to write like that all the time.

I never did.

Today While Leaving

Color Me Mine in Manhattan, Thomas spazzed and took us into Brooklyn.

We do not live in Brooklyn.

But while heading home on the Brooklyn Queens Expressway, I saw the tip of the top of a ferris wheel.

Me: OH MY GOD A CARNIVAL!

(I am easily excited and a loud mouth.)

It's been done a million times before:

but not by me.

Click to enlarge or risk ring worm infection. FACT.

Today was lovely.

I haven't been to a carnival in forever.

My feet hurt.

But it's always nice to finally take pictures you've intended to for forever.

...

I bought this book a few weeks ago...

But it's so bad, it deserved to be vandalized.

I'm not sure what that smudge on it is.

I had cheese fries for dinner tonight.

That may explain it.

(click to enlarge or I'll...um something threatening)

Last night for dinner I had strawberries.

Things are not going well.

The guy at the diner must think that I have no life.

He's pretty much right.

But hey,

At least I don't work in a diner, fatty.

I'm really pissy this week.
&
I'm sure my Mother will call me
and scold me for posting crappy drawings with curse words.

oh well.

Click around my blog.

there's lots of other less crappy crap elsewhere.