owwwww

I spent 4 hours yesterday getting the water colored on my tattoo. It was painful. The water is mostly on my inner arm, in the "ditch", close to my armpit and on my elbow. These are all sensitive parts of your arm.After about 3.5 hours, I actually started to feel queasy for a moment. I feel like such a wuss.

Now I'm just trying to let it heal. My arm is sore and I have to do most things with just one arm. It was very difficult to sleep last night.

It's all worth it though. The water looks great. I'm excited to get more work done, although I'm starting to think it may take a while to finish. I need to save more money.

tired

I have been unusually tired lately. I don't understand because I have been sleeping about the same amount as I usually do, but when I get home from work all I want to do is fall asleep. Of course I don't fall asleep because it is way too early, but I definitely feel like I could fall asleep. I fell asleep on the train on my way home from work yesterday. That was weird.

another walk

Ally took the car to work today and I am home alone. I got bored and decided to use the fact that we need dish soap as an excuse to take a walk to the store and take some more photos. I would like to point out that not everything in my neighborhood is trashy, it's just the trashy things that catch my eye. It's easy to make something beautiful look good in a photo, it's more difficult to make trash look beautiful.

more pics here

a walk around the neighborhood

I went for a walk the other night at dusk. The light was great as the sun was setting and I wanted to take advantage my 50mm f/1.8 lens. I love the shallow depth of field and the ability to shoot in low light that I can get from the lens.

see a few more pics here

a weird coincidence

First off, let me give you a bit of a backstory.

My sophomore year of college, I lived with Joel Young and Brent Patterson in Eugene. There were these 2 guys that lived across the street. Their names were Ian and Jeff and they were from Idaho. They always had lots of friends over, including a guy named Sean and a girl named Kristen (or whichever spelling she uses). I wouldn't say that we were all close friends, but we all got along and hung out pretty often between our two houses. Later on I ended up having a few classes with Sean since he was an art student as well.

Okay, fast forward now to last night.

Toby invites us over to his sister and brother-in-law's house for a barbeque. I feel sort of weird about it, because I generally don't like to impose, but we go anyway. As we walk out on to the back porch, Toby introduces us to his sister Kristen .... the same Kristen that I used to hang out with 9 years ago! She recognized me right away with a friendly, "Hey I know you!" How odd that Toby and I have been hanging out for the last year and half and have become pretty good friends, and I never knew that I used to be friends with his sister. Her husband grew up with the guys from Idaho that used to live across the street from me, and their friend Sean was at the barbeque too.

It just proves how small Oregon is. There is a real 6 degrees of seperation in this state.

It was fun catching up with everyone and hearing what they've been up to over the years. Even if I hadn't known these people before, they were all really nice and we had a really fun time.