Being Sick Sucks

As the title states.

I'm sick, it sucks.

On a lighter note, I got a mother fucking iPhone. 16gb 3G Black one.

Loaded it with some fun apps; most of which suck and have no actual purpose in my day to day life, but who gives a fuck? I can play a damn cowbell on my iPhone.

If only I had a sickness that's only prescription is MORE FUCKING COWBELL.

But no, instead I have some fucking thing where it makes my throat dry, makes me cough, throw up everything I eat, and makes me feel like a 200 pound sack of shit.

Sorry for the excessive cursing in this post; as you may understand, I'm not too happy about being sick.

Anywho, I've got a few bands to shoot this weekend so expect some new photographs up soon.

That is, if I don't die before Sunday.

-Jay

Women And Their Mysteries

Sorry for the lack of updates, I've been dealing with life.

As the title may suggest, I am having women problems.

To me, women are mysterious beings of which I can't understand. They say one thing to you, then another to the someone else. They string you along just to slam you into the ground, much like the wind does to a kite in the storms. Tricking you into believing something and hoping dearly for it to come true, and then let it fade into the dreams of my restless sleep.

First off, I'll say that I don't have what one would call "experience" in this sort of stuff... I've had one "girlfriend", in which it was more of a close friendship than it was a relationship... Or at least to me. I often find myself stuck in the "We're better off being friends." zone because of my innate skill of making close friends of those I fancy being with.

She and I talked over summer almost every night for about 2-3 hours each night. I remember 4-5 times we talked for 6-7 hours. It was nice having someone to talk to about anything and everything... Summer was drawing to a close and she had gotten into some trouble and wasn't able to talk anymore. Didn't talk to her for probably a week or two. Summer ends, I get to see her again, and we barely talk as is. We hugged the first couple of times we met, and then she slowly started to avoid hugging me, though I would wait around for her just to give her a hug and say goodbye. The last time we met, she answered in short bursts of "Yeah", "Uh huh", etc. Generally avoiding talking to me. I asked if she was alright, and she simply stated "Oh yeah, I'm fine". We had to leave, so I waited for her and she told me she had to go and quickly dispersed from my vision...

I don't understand it. I asked her out maybe 2 months ago, and we haven't hung out since. No dates, no nothing. I put "In A Relationship" on my myspace account, and one of her friends who's a friend of mine on myspace told her. She called me later that night to tell me we weren't going out. She wanted to "date" before making that decision, which is fine by me. Then she tells one of my friends that "We're just talking". I don't quite get it...

She told my friend also, that she "wasn't ready for another relationship just yet". That's fine by me, I'm more than willing to wait until the end of time for her, but it bothers me when she doesn't give me the chance to show her how much I care for her...

Anyways, I have some close friends (Tiffany, Gabe, Erica, Kristen, Ben, among others) that are helping me out with what to do, but I get the same response from all of them... and that option really sucks.

Anyways, I'm tired of typing. I can feel the carpel tunnel setting into my wrists.

-Jay

Head & Shoulders

When I moved into my new flat, I was very happy,

But when I worked out that the whispering voices that I can hear when I put my head under the water in the bath belonged to dead people, I wasn't very happy any longer.

Particularly because I realized that every time I put my head under the water when I took a bath, the voices were slightly louder than the time before...

I tried not putting my head under the water when I had a bath, but every fucking time, curiosity got the better of me and I had to try it just for a second just to check.

And of course, even half a second of that sort of thing would bother anyone...

I keep asking the land lord to put a shower in, but he prevaricates and says such things like:

"What do you want a shower for? That's a lovely old bath."

"That's an antique, that is. Look at it, it's Victorian. You'd pay top dollar for one of those at the reclamation yard."

Humph, It's all right for him...

He hasn't got fucking dead people talking to him every time he washes his hair...

A Victory Rose for a Rogue Wave

Great album, I suggest you all check it out. You should also all check out this album:

Great albums, Rogue Wave is more chill. Sigur Ros is amazingly awesome.

Other than that, I don't have much to report on or show off. I'll try and get out and shoot sometime soon... I really should develop those six rolls of film I have laying around. I'm just far too lazy to get out all the chems and go through it three times.

On a side note, I have many journies planned over the next year or so, destinations include Alabama, Texas, Vegas, California, Europe, Australia, and possibly Japan. Lots of photographs to be taken and lots of friends to be found and rediscovered. Out of all of those, I'm most excited about Alabama, Texas, Europe, and Australia. Alabama because of a special friend that I hold very close to my heart. Texas because of a friend who I haven't seen or spoken to in years. Europe because it's fucking Europe, and Australia for the same reason.

I'm tired, quite sick, and depressed over some life issues that I should have seen coming months ago (including jealousy, want, failure, females, males, my life in general). I don't quite know what I'll do, but I need to get it all under control some way. Somehow, that just doesn't seem possible, and part of it isn't.

I've been pretty much cooped up in my house for the last 4 months or so and really wish I had something to do or people to hang with. Sucky thing about my life problems is that I've disconnected myself my all of my friends. Hopefully I see some of them soon, doubtful I will though.

I've also run out of music to listen to. Not that Sigur Ros or Radiohead are terrible bands, I'm just tired of listening to the same 14 albums over and over.

I need a job, a life away from the computer, someone to hold (failure), someone who understands me for me (failure), less stress, a better diet, to lose weight, to stop wallowing in my own self decadence, and to just start anew somewhere far, far away.

Enough of me preaching my life's story,

Signing off,

Jay

$5 Water and Blisters On Our Feet

Got back from the Vans Warped Tour 2008 not too long ago, and really haven't said much about it. All I really can say is: WOW, What an experience!

I was able to obtain a photo-pass for the event which was pretty nifty. I made some friends while trying to find the press room. Namely the security guards who helped me find it! ;)

When I got there, I saw these two photographer who's names I completely forgot, but they were cool dudes. I'll always remember me walking in, and them having this conversation:

Guy 1: Hey dude, I heard Katy Perry is playing today!
Guy 2: Yeah, I heard she kissed a girl... and liked it!
Guy 1: Yeah, she liked the taste of her cherry chap stick!

Given I heard the song before, I started cracking up. At which point we all became buddies for the day. We walked around, took pictures, interviewed bands, stole from the press catering, and I even slept on the interview couch at one point! Ah, it's always a good time when I get woken up by some big burly dude from Dillinger Escape Plan telling me to get up. :)

Anyways, I believe I got pictures of Cobra Starship:

Dillinger Escape Plan:

Angels & Airwaves:

And Reel Big Fish:

All in all, it was a wonderful experience.

Also, I found this one pretty cute (from a shoot before VWP):

That's all for now folks!