Another semester is winding down, here at VTC. Another week of classes, then a week of final exams, and then a large batch of question marks (as I haven't figured out what I'm going to do for a living situation over the summer). Weary is one way I might choose to describe myself at the moment. Weary, perhaps with a smidgen of will-shattering stress and depression. It's just the way things go, I guess, when you let stressful things (like large, unwieldy assignments) slip and need to deal with a ton of them at the end of the semester.
Why didn't I do the assignments then, when they weren't overdue by a few weeks? It's a question I've been aski
They call me stubborn. They call me chaotic. Maybe I'm a contradiction. Maybe I'm a hypocrite. The lunacy that has been my life to this day has taught its lessons, and set me in whatever ways I have. Without reason? No. I do most of the things I do for very specific reasons. My point of concern is when these things and the reasons therefor hinder me in forward progress.
I just built a new computer. I installed Windows 7, as I had on my old computer. This time around, I did not install Winamp. Winamp has been my defacto media library ever since I installed XP, and realized that their media player really wasn't all that spiffy. Winamp was ligh
As a follow-up to my previous post, I've decided to remove quite a few deviations, all photography, that didn't quite "make the cut" - which is to say, deviations that got less than 10 views, despite sharing them, and which didn't quite meet my definition of good work. I've left a few, simply based on the fact that they've got a few favorites, but those might leave soon, too.
Being back at school, I really have very little time to dedicate to photography, unfortunately. I will however have access to a car in the near future, which should enable me to travel to places that aren't littered with power lines and shopping plazas. VT is great in t