Runcible Blog

in harvard square yesterday

I ran into this guy: And I just happened to have his photo in case I saw him again. He liked it and the other ones I took. It's funny how we can run into the same people over and over and never realize it. I'm usually good at remembering faces. In fact, on the T ride back to boston, I bumped into a girl that I photographed a few weeks ago. I talked to her for a bit and must've seemed scary or something. "Hey, do you remember if I took your picture a few weeks ago? I think I did!" In case you're wondering, here's the photo (it's at least 1 stop underexposed, and the scan makes it look darker...)


--> Well, I've moved to a new blog system. This one should be more versatile. But what a pain it was to configure everything! Now...back to more "important" stuff.

the fruits of my labor

Here are some recent prints that I made:
In other news, I had a very very bad nightmare.....I won't even say what it was about.

I'm back...

And I'm sick. The NESOP class will be really fun, no doubt. Lizzy is a cool cat who's in my class -- I slept at her apartment in Alston when I missed the last train home. If I was a drinker or a pot smoker I would've had lots of fun at the party Lizzy threw, but instead I played with a hamster, became addicted to Tetris, and amused myself by observing all the drunk/stoned people make fools of themselves. Yay!
It was tough to sleep with all the commotion. I briefly used a passed out drunk girl as a pillow -- her breathing was relaxing even if the stench was unpleasant, but then she left, and I switched to a mattress with a Winnie The Pooh blanket. Juan, another passed out drunk kid, made lots of noise in his sleep. But it was a good time except for this lousy cold I picked up. It's too bad Lizzy has a boyfriend (and he's a really nice guy too). Oh, sea, etc.