Thursday, April 29, 2010

Ugh.

Ugh.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Dos.


So as I was taking care of some morning business I realized something.
It may or may not shock some of you,
I know personally, I was flabbergasted.
(Great word I know)

Its been 2 months since I moved out.
In that time I have used exactly 3 rolls of toilet paper.
Talk about pinching every.......

Penny.

Bet you didn't see that one coming.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Moving In The Right Direction.

It seems I have recaptured my drive for photography.

I went through a spell when I didn't really want to try anymore.

But the only way to get better is to study and try new things.

And if last weeks shots are any indication,

I'm getting better.

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Oblivious.

If the modern sports era has taught us nothing,
it is that cheating in sports abounds.

Most of the time it requires blood tests.

Some times not (looking at you Barry Bonds).

But how can you not question tennis' Williams sisters?

If Caster Semenya had to undergo gender testing,

I'm saying so should Venus.

It's all too obvious what her name rhymes with.

Saturday, April 03, 2010

A Man's Gotta Do...

I have never been one to expose myself to vulnerability.
To open up voluntarily, and speak whats on my mind.
I've struggled for years with the concept of sharing my burden.
Thinking somehow I was the only one capable of bearing its load.

I know I shot myself in the foot years ago when I refused to be bold.
My timid affections too unnoticeable to make a difference.
And while it all worked out for the best, I learned a tough but valuable lesson.
I fought like hell to force myself to acknowledge it, because God knows I didn't want to.

For better or worse, this time around I wasn't going to let myself live with regret.
I will not make that error twice in a lifetime.
I said enough is enough, and stepped into the ring with both feet firmly planted.
I made my stand.
I pulled no punches and gave it everything I had.

And I thought it would set me free.
I convinced myself that speaking openly and honestly would cure me.
Rid me of all this pent up emotion, coursing its way through my body.
I couldn't be more wrong.

It only seems to grow stronger.
And while my head is begging to be listened to,
to be heard and recognized, my heart won't let it.
My heart seems bent on pushing me forward, to not abandon this path.

And how can I not listen?
For once I feel as if I am being rational, sane and balanced.
Like I'm doing things right.
Amid this jungle of thoughts, emotions, fears and obstacles I know I can see a truth.

I'm not going to give up.
Not without a fight.

Not this time.