i updated the photos on caoine today - check them out here. they’re all from my camstills archive; the ones that were up there were pretty old and goofy, especially the god damned tombstone one from when i was in high school. i am working on a complete camstills archive with all of them, but for now i’ve chosen my favorite twenty five.

there is this great thunderstorm out right now, i think i’m going to go play in it. ta.

btw: killfile, as it turns out, is not only cute but can also design.

haiku night:

<Safety_Monkey> “#pa, revised” by Safety Monkey
<Safety_Monkey> Fucking netsplits suck
<Safety_Monkey> I want in emma’s goth pants
<Safety_Monkey> Why can’t Quat just die?

<Killfile> so much interest
<Killfile> emma’s pants seem popular
<Killfile> is it the colour?

<emma> my pants: mystery
<emma> you cannot want in them now
<emma> i am still naked

<emma> oh monkey, i know
<emma> you wish to give me hot love
<emma> no feces for me

<quatoria> tasty emma odd
<quatoria> munches on foreign candy
<quatoria> but never my wang.

<emma> killfile is sexy
<emma> i will sex0r him all night
<emma> plus also tango

<Safety_Monkey> Once I had an emma
<Safety_Monkey> or should I say she once had me
<Safety_Monkey> Now she’s with that Brit

<Safety_Monkey> killfile took my em
<Safety_Monkey> Now I plot his demise
<Safety_Monkey> Die, English fucker

<emma> monkey: don’t despair
<emma> you know i still love you lots
<emma> my bed will hold three

<Safety_Monkey> party at emma’s
<Safety_Monkey> everyone is coming
<Safety_Monkey> who’s bringing the lube?

<Killfile> monkey despises me
<Killfile> i will not share the futon
<Killfile> my ass fears his wang

<Safety_Monkey> I am resolved
<Safety_Monkey> England will pay for KF
<Safety_Monkey> My own holy war

<Killfile> monkey, em and kf
<Killfile> he touches me in the night
<Killfile> whilst she sleeps

well, i’ll talk to you crazy kids when i get home this weekend. i’ve got my landlord watering my plants while i’m gone - he’s the only other person with copies of the new house keys, as i haven’t had any others made yet, so everything’s all set i think. hooray for massachusetts.

i am going to boston on wednesday for my brother’s graduation. it should be good to see him again, and the fam. saturday i might be hanging out with aldiyen and jons, so that should be nifty, too.

remind me to pay rent tomorrow; i keep forgetting. i need to do the dishes, too.

i have been working on penny arcade and talking to killfile all day, which has been not bad. killfile has the most adorable accent ever; i’m not even exaggerating. seriously.

jesus christ, i’m twenty and my brother is twenty seven. when did that happen?

my nails are black right now. i keep glancing at them and being startled; i haven’t worn black nailpolish in over a year, but i got all gothed up last night for club. it was sort of fun in a nostalgic kind of way. i even dug out my black lipstick and spent most of the night dancing my ass off in the goth room, as opposed to the main room or downstairs where i usually am now. and i’ve been listening to sisters of mercy all weekend. it’s reminding me very much of high school.

it’s still fun doing the goth thing but i can’t take it nearly as seriously as i used to. i don’t think that’s necessarily an indication of me being too happy to be goth, or something, but more that i don’t take anything that seriously anymore. which isn’t really so bad. i’m not sure whether i’d still call myself a goth. i guess i probably would, although half the time i look more rivet than anything else. i’m just not the same person i was when i was in high school, and i guess that applies to all aspects of my life.

spencer’s birthday was yesterday - he’s 23 now. i can’t believe it. i remember when he was 21, it seems like he can’t possibly be older than that. and now i’m turning 21 in a few months. the past two years have absolutely flown by.

incidentally, i am not responding to any more dirty email w/r/t the cherry photo. k thx.