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I’m drunk, but I had a really good talk with Chris tonight before I was drunk. We got very real for a few minutes and it was such a relief to communicate with a friend like that. It’s been a weird but good night. Now I’m just thinking about how good the daily show was yesterday (because I’m back to watching them online a day behind)

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My apathy is getting more and more obvious and the negatives of this are becoming apparent. I’m not unhappy, but I’m noticing that things aren’t as surreal as they used to be and maybe that’s just an aspect of growing up but I feel like and hope that isn’t the case. I remember the end of school years in high school and how ready for summer I used to be and how much I loved spring. I’m staring at my Graphic Novel teacher’s vibrant and arguably hilarious hawaiian shirt but I really just feel nothing. I feel no different about summer coming than I did about the semester starting. Maybe I’m just lonely in this school, or maybe something else is going on. This indifference is useful in dealing with the various stresses I see and the overemotional relationships of the world around me, but I feel like I’ve sort of evened out. I remember being borderline emotionally unstable in high school and that sucked on one part but maybe it let me really appreciate the good things. Maybe summer will change me. I just got a great call about working on a new project that I’m really looking forward to. I dunno, maybe I just need to not be sick anymore. I think my lack of a sense of smell is what’s making me under appreciate spring. The more I think about the smell thing the more I think that’s what’s going on.

why do I fall asleep easier in my reclined driver’s seat than I do in my bed?

I was at the truckstop with Greg from around 11pm to 5:30am last night.

I recorded 3.5 hours of our conversations with two separate truckers.

Dropped Greg off at home and caught the 6:20am bus to boston.

Slept on the bus ride.

Got home around 8:30am, curled up and slept until 4pm.

Went to massart, developed two rolls just before the alt process class took over the lab.

Now I’m in the cafe, I ate a bagel and talked to my mom and now I’m headed back upstairs to make contact sheets of those two rolls.

lovely!

more from boston

again stationary in Boston. It’s 6am and I can’t sleep because I took a nap from 4pm - 11pm yesterday. well now I’m just sitting here mulling things over and I realize that I still feel really out of place whenever I walk around massart. I’m a month into my second semester and I just walk around with my head down all the time whenever I pass through any communal space. I recognize people by faces now, but not name, and I see snippets of the social circles my classmates have formed in the last few months but I have no connection to them. I dread sitting in the cafe too long during peak hours because it just means being alone in a sea of friendship. I’ve tacked onto a great group of kids mostly from Emmanuel that I see outside of school, but I’m a latecomer to that and don’t exactly know how to properly introduce myself to people anymore. Today was just really discouraging, and I feel like school is doing nothing but discourage any of my motivation to produce interesting work. I want to work in color and I want to do interesting things, but instead I have a black and white class that costs me piles of money in film, and I just end up fucking up my prints on paper I can’t afford in the first place. shooting two rolls a week of assignment specific work has me pushing for quantity over quality and I honestly haven’t produced an image that I’m really proud of or interested in for months. I’ve been doing a little video work but my photo stuff has been completely dead. Whatever.

I miss the option of just fleeing to somewhere new. I like the idea of studying abroad but that won’t be for another two years and $50,000. I feel old.

from boston

Not many updates lately because I’ve been comparatively immobile. Also I don’t know of a single person following this blog that isn’t connected to me via my other more active social media platforms, so there’s really no need. My internet existence is a whole pile of semi-redundancies. flickr, facebook, tumblr, tuckerleary.com, twitter, they all end up seeing mostly the same content, but each gets different filler so I feel ok about keeping them.

Today is Taylor’s birthday!

I’ll be mobile once more come morning, when I’ll brave the snow-hell, two trains, a bus, and the icy New Hampshire roads to see her! She come to visit me this weekend and stayed through the first half of the week which was awesome. I love that girl.

School stuff:

I dropped my drawing II class on the first day, which I’m sure I’ll regret next semester but I’m ok with for now. It was looking like something that would really detract from my ability to focus on my other classes, and I know how Jarrett Davis is about failing kids (not afraid to) so I just assume not kill myself this semester just to have to retake it anyway. My photo class looks like it’s gonna rule, which is great, and now that I’ve dropped drawing I’ll be able to go to the photo lectures that are happening on tuesday afternoons this semester. I’m so glad to be shooting more and to be back in a darkroom. As soon as I walked in tuesday and the aroma of developer hit me I just felt so at home. I also found all the scanners so I’ll be getting a bunch of film processed this weekend for cheap. I’m so happy!

I should sleep, I gotta get out of the city early tomorrow!