Yesterday I started the day buying cigarettes for a homeless guy. Ended the day by going to the bar with a couple people from work, walked home tipsy at 7:30pm. Watched the end of the football game, and caught up on the Office, fell asleep at 10.
I’ve spent most of my awake time uploading pictures from this year to flickr today. Some of them don’t suck.
I’ve been on a vinyl buying spree this month. The worst part of that is I’m spending all of my cash on vinyl. The best part of that is that I’ve been listening to some really fucking great music. Mostly old jazz and blues.
I’ve had a hard time dealing with the fact that T. is in jail, and he keeps calling me, and I keep not answering. I told his gf that he can write me letters, but I don’t want to talk with him. I don’t want anything bad to happen to him, but he needs to start taking responsibility for his actions (and getting caught doesn’t count). I know life has handed him a bowl of shit, but you don’t get a lifetime free pass just because you got an unfair deal from life’s deck of cards. I have tried for so long to help him get his shit straight and now that it has all caught up with him there is nothing I can do.
On a much happier note, I’ve had about four cups of tea today. And I’m trying to figure out where I can have a makeshift darkroom, because I’ve fallen in love with pinhole cameras (and I’d rather use photo paper than hassle with film).
