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I don't really want to go to med school, I want to be a photographer. Help me in furthering this delusion.

real website coming soon...perhaps.

www.songtapper.com
ok, so it doesn't really work, but it's fun and it was a nice idea.

am feeling marginally less violent today. perhaps it is because SOMEBODY WANTS TO BUY MY PHOTOGRAPHY. that's right, i sold a print. well, prints. to more than one person.
it is almost pathetic, how much photography validates my existence.

highlight of the day -
prof in Art of India:

"on the north facade is an anthropomorphic version of an ancient Indian creation...well, I could call them myths, but then I'd have to refer to the Bible as a myth as well."

word.

hi, my name is wynee, and i've got an attitude problem.

lately, i've been wanting to hurt people. really badly (as in hurt them badly, and wanting really badly to hurt them - just in case you needed the clarification). i don't know what's wrong with me. maybe it's the stress, maybe it's the lack of sushi, or the lack of penis in my life. or the lack of direction. either way, people who would normally only give me little tingles of irritation end up pissing me off beyond reason.


in other news, our microwave is on strike and i'm not sure how to go about living.
i must learn to use fire.
or i could just eat sushi for the rest of my life, as that requires neither heat nor effort.

Writing papers/studying puts me in the foulest of moods. when this happens, i just look at these pictures. my bro and his friend at a karate tournament. hahaha. they're such pimps.

speaking of brothers, the other one turned 17 yesterday. !!!!!!! ridiculous, man. seems like just yesterday he was a wee rolly-polly lad, and i was pushing him down the stairs. now...not so wee. but i bet i could still push him down the stairs. and kick his ass. so there.
i think he's coming along nicely - he's learned from the best, of course. for example, some of last night's discourse:
"wynee, you probably shouldn't eat that. you've got enough insulin in your blood. you'll be diabetic soon!"

"dude i saw this girl today, and she was fatter than you."

ah...i'm so proud :).

pretty soon i will have the two pimpest brothers ever. yes, i did just say pimpest.

The Search For Warm Fuzzies

has been, as of yet, completely fruitless. there have been a few instances of lukewarmness -- maybe even approaching warmness, but definitely nothing of the long sought-after warm fuzzies. the closest i have come to fuzzy lately is wearing a new wool sweater.

nevermind. i must forge on.

when it comes to hair products
99 cent conditioner's always been my thing
but lately my hair's been fallin out -
don't know what that's about

where to begin?
non-stop volume smooth-intense color care hi-lite boost curl care nutri-moisture
volumizing, moisturizing, thickening, strengthening,
nutrifying, clarifying, rectifying,
EXASPERATING

rejuvenates and revives,
sustain shimmer, shine and suppleness
perhaps alliteration sells
or maybe supple hair is in

i like my hair products to sound organic -
chamomile, rosemary, aloe vera and jojoba
it's even better if they're exotic -
awapuhi, jasmine, henna

fine to normal
normal to oily
thick or thin

i think i'll stick with
for all hair types
but this product is not guaranteed
unless you buy the matching conditioner

Bippety boppety boo

and I'm back in bland, cold, MN. i will never again go to disney world until i have children of my own and am forced by guilt to take them. the child in me still finds it an occasionally magical place, but really, all the tantruming toddlers, frustrated parents, sweaty people everywhere? eesh. yes, the parades, character sightings, rides are all wonderful until you start to wonder if the workers ever get tired of doing the same damn thing every day, if they ever just want to hit the next bratty, demanding child; if making every child's dream come true ever gets old. it's wonderful that disney promotes multiculturalism, but at the same time they're promoting stereotypes. I guess it can't be avoided, though. at least they try?

though the magic kindgdom is hard to swallow - all the moopey goopey love, positive messages and cheesey smiles give me the heebie jeebies, i can't help but wish the real world could be more like it - but only some of the time. we need a little bloodshed every now and then to keep things movin...

dilated peoples concert tonight at first ave! this will be the fifth concert i've been to in less than two weeks. hrm. oooh oooh ooh, also seeing metric (again) and korn in april...

"i'm goin' to miami
bienvenido a miami..."

stuck in my head. good ol' willie.
hey, i'm going to miami! tonight! shit!