This year, as Thanksgiving approached, I realized that I became thankful for more and more, and wanted to call and talk to people more frequently. Family, friends, the like. And this year as I look out the window from my house in Portland, I see rain, gray skies, and hear cat power from Levi's computer in the background.
This is contentedness and brotherhood, but it doesn't change the fact we're thinking about somewhere else. We've got splendid plans for the night, and I don't think my writing will end here.

It's cold at my house, come hang out in blankets with me.

I told my grandmother this: I'm not so much sad about missing Thanksgiving in itself, but more the fact that everyone is gathered 'round the extended two tables at her house. She told me I'd get the same delicious food at Christmas, and I smiled. Thanksgiving could be any day, but it's a day where I get to see my family. Seems like a standard notion, that the holiday is really just about family being together, but it just makes sense right now.

I talked with Alex last night, and he was talking about how Japanese Americans really have nothing riding on any of the holidays we celebrate. It made me laugh, but it also made me think about our holiday system. The past couple years have changed the way I look at them.

Oakland was amazing, I'm so glad that I found an awesome dude to hitch a ride with both ways. I got to see two of my best friends, and a handful of others. I guess it's good to end this on a high note. I'm so incredibly thankful for my friends and family. I'd love to be more specific, like Corinne, who is thankful that her mom can cook this year, and had her first haircut since overcoming cancer. I'm so thankful for what I've been able to achieve and what I've been given. Once again, I wish I could be more specific. I'm generally happy.

I printed in the darkroom for a while yesterday for a few hours. I'm seeming to have less and less 'bad days' in there. I seem to always be able to print some pretty killer stuff (in the most non-self-tooting sort of way.)

happy day, all.








I'm also pretty thankful for Wyatt. And for animals in general. I miss my cat and dog.

wow,

It's great to see your face,
hear your voice.
and be graced by the words that come off of your tongue. The sound didn't match, so I just kept staring. The thesaurus didn't have much for "I miss you." So I'll have to repeat this tired phrase.

I keep my pillow close.

Deserving.

I asked her all those questions.
And I told her I loved her,
and nothing could have been more true.

When death and all his angels find you, Will you call out?

Some pictures from Chicago. Some of them look really terrible. I need to figure out how that confounded scanner works. I miss these friends(amongst others, not shot in color):





I finally figured out how to use the scanner.
Apparently I know nothing about photoshop, according to these lazy borders I've decided will be.

I didn't do that which I had written down.
There's always time.
Thank you, Tim for emailing me that list of books, I'm sure I'll get around to it.

Not by the hair of your chinny chin chin.

The devil wears a black dress.

I'll be the weight on your bones.
Because I hate sleeping alone.

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Tell me, as my dead-tired fingers ache in writing this, how you really feel, what really ails you, and then kiss me with words, not lips, not eyes,
with words you spell
and know the meaning, the letters drafted,
large as the ceiling
because you mean them.





motivation. For what? I'm going to buy some books tomorrow in hops that I'll grow a desire to read them, but I'm worried my necessity will need more than sunshine and water.

I'm going to talk to people tomorrow, but I'm worried my relationships will need more than sunshine and water.



you'll have pictures tomorrow, whoever you are.