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A snowman was shot outside my apartment this morning.
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Gin and too many thougths on groups of flowering plants.
Why do you feel this need to keep bringing her back into my life? One of those people who I want nothing more to ever do with. Yet time and time again she comes up somehow or another in some random conversation that, somehow, always leads to talking about her new beau. I am not…
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Hiver. The other day this spot was brushed clear and showed signs of being a small local ice skating ‘pond.’ Today a snowman takes a bow with it’s one angelic arm outstretched.
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Missoula. It was nice and grey today. I went by a bakery I found to wait for my salsa class but it was a bit hard to waste three hours today. I finished The Road and sketched out some ideas, but couldn’t get my mind to stay focused. I miss the dark dreary people of…
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I have an assignment for my alternative process photography class to take five words and put pictures to them as representations. I bought a new dictionary to facilitate this assignment, but have become quite distracted by the dictionary and attempting to find esoteric words. Grime. Of course my first word to attempt to create a…
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I have found a pretty nice antique store here in Missoula. The prices are a bit more reasonable than what I would sometimes find in Seattle (though I have still yet to find an amazing thrift store..). I’ve been wanting to work more on my collection of tea pots (and tea cups of course…), being…
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I had wanted to make pancakes this morning for breakfast, but lacked the motivation and instead decided to bum about Missoula. Two bakeries and a 50s diner. Cinnamon swirl, tea, and classic (veggie) burger. Still missing Seattle, but still trying my best to push it out of my head. I’ve been watching a lot of…
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Gin in teacup.
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I forgot that I had an exam in French today, but only got a minus 4 for trivial accent mistakes. For some odd reason after we were done grading each other and I got my paper back the prof asked how I did and said (in French) that he tips his hat to me for…
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I went out with the new roommate last night to experience the Missoula hipster scene. Not a sea of cowboy hats as I feared and the building was quite nice on the inside. Stamped ceilings, black and white tiled floor, big comfortable chairs. Not a big fan of the contrasts of the disco ball and…
High Contrast Grey. 