i think this looks cool.  dig?   

long enough.

i used to draw all the time on the trains in nyc.  most of the time i scribbled people's shoes. i knew that was something that wouldn't bother anybody.  

now, winding around the mountains and looking out at the volcanoes on my way home from work, i've found myself doing more from my imagination.  i guess i needed a change.  i finally started messing around with the tiny travel watercolor set my sister-in-law gave me over the holidays.  here's a blurry shot of some unfinished notes,  a character for a comic i'll never do. 

anyway, i've never had a notebook like this--small with gorgeous, thick pages and a seam at the top. 

chao.

Currently Reading A Long Way Down By Nick Hornby see related

this morning

the window from my apartment overlooks a volcano. pichincha's green and brown jagged peaks are breathtaking when it's morning and the quito sun seeps in from behind. 

i woke up early this morning--lucky i guess, because we had no power.  my clock wasn't even blinking.  i couldn't risk it and go back to sleep.   no way, man.  so i showered with a bunch of candles everywhere.  then when the power came on i sat with a big cup of coffee and looked out at the kids playing on the soccer field and the sun in that blue sky.  

today i got so friggin annoyed about things at work and i forgot all about that morning. 

but now it's night and i'm sitting in bed with my computer finally working again, and i feel lucky.

the book i'm reading makes me laugh.

i listened to my favorite song today.

i found a student paper (for another class, mind you, but hey...) that was thoughtful and progressive and took a stand supporting gay rights.  she's proof that things are going to get better.

i have the best people around me:

when the coolest person in the world got home, we laughed about all these little things.  she is so beautiful when she laughs. 

i have this amazing friend at work who tells all these wonderful things to me all the time.  today at lunch she was saying all these cool things about me--right to me.  i think i changed the subject (man, i wish i could get paid for doing that.  i think i could make a living at that) and i got embarrassed, but it made me want to do a better job. like i could step up and be a better person.  she laughed and said i looked like a skater in this funny voice when i saw her before she left for her class after school.  that was hilarious.

i have this other friend who is a friggin smarty pantalones, yo. an amazing writer and laughing all the time at little things. i don't even know where to begin.  man.  i just feel like i trust her with so much. i don't think i tell people why they are important to me enough. 

i was annoyed about working a dinner at school at night. but then, sitting in my chair off to the side of the mic stands and stage, i heard a student sing and the most breathtaking sound filled the room.  and i was like, man, that was a gift.   

i wish i could just write what i felt more. and i know i should tell everyone how i felt about them. whatever.  today i am grateful. 

chao.

computer problems are whack

that´s what i say today, man. 

i wanted to be posting more, but it looks like it´s gonna be few and far between on this thing until a new motherboard gets sent to middle earth from way up north. 

that means my job search is going to slow down a bit and no more photos for a while either. 

but that´s cool, because now i´m in a hot and stinky cafe with bad 80´s music blaring and explosions blasting through speakers and a bunch of 14 year olds screaming to each other about i got you and watch that thing over there and que bestia and la la la.   man.

anyway, i´m going back to pen and paper for a bit, but i´ll be back in a little while. 

my post about identity and blogs and stuff with a bad title

it's so funny how kids write those horrible titles.  i was thinking about that earlier.

i haven't figured out this blog thing.  i mean, i know how to write on it and put up photos and la la la, but i don't really know what i'm doing here.

it started--and i mean another blog--as a way to just put up little sketches from my notebook.  you know, just to keep me doing it.  a push.

and then it started to become a way for me to put up photos from my life for folks who i don't see often enough.  now i don't really sketch in my notebooks anymore.  and i don't post all that much.  i used to not really care when i didn't get comments.  now i do.  why am i starting another one then?  not sure.  but that's cool, right?

so anyway.  here i am.  in all my fabulousness.  hi.