I try to take nice photos. I smile, bat my eyes and make sure the makeup is on right. Jake does a last minute flex pose and gets almost 100 views. Granted, I added the photo to the All About Male group on Flickr... but come on! His photo is on page 26 to 30 the last I checked. So he's still mega popular 30ish pages back. Yeppers, the love of my life is Mr. Popular among gay men who prefer Bears. Yay....

I've been taking more self photos lately. Part of the reason is boredom, part because I'm finally beginning to be happy with how I look again. For so long I didn't want to see myself in a photo. It was another reminder of how much I've changed since the accident. Another ache in my heart that I was not getting better and another push to the realization that I either had to do a life altering surgery or suffer in pain. A year and a half later and I am beginning to remember the old me. The old life. Now I just have to save up so I can get out and enjoy the world outside. That's NOTHING compared to what I've been through. That's a fucking cakewalk.

It's Purple Thursday, damn it! I'm at home feeling like crap from a mother-fucking head cold. All the classic symptoms that annoy you JUST enough to not want to go to work, but not enough to take away the guilt for doing it. So Now I am sitting at home and feeling icky. Meanwhile my boss gave me enough compassion to make a flea feel suicidal and I just want to be better and go back to work.

Anyway, about the photo. My boss wanted to take some photos to be put up on our website and dragged me into taking some. Besides the fact that my hair looks crappy she had me try and look pleasant and happy while she took the shots. Oh sure... So this is me trying my best to look like I really want to be there fifteen photographs later. I deserve a fucking Oscar...

It's 7:12am in the morning. I am *supposed* to leave by 7:02am. So what do I do? I grab my friend's sun glasses that were left behind and mug for the camera to mimic the one Jake did. Four or five shots later I gave up and rushed out the door... and barely made it to work on time. All things considered the photos came out pretty decent. It was worth the few minutes I took... even if I drove like a maniac to make up for the time lost. What sucks is that I'm only 13 miles from work. Most places that is a few minutes away. Most places aren't in Los Angeles. Here you drive by the watch. If it has ANYTHING to do with the freeways you double the time. Triple it if you are driving during peak hours. You know... 6:40am - 11:30pm. Those hours.

You know work is boring when you resort to extreme close-up sideways photos with the cam phone. I swear my cell phone shots are rivaling my camera shots on my Flickr account. If only the color was better.

I want to go out and take more photos, but don't want to fill my page with random shots of birds and flowers. Then again, filling it with random shots of me at work isn't much better. I think it's time for another field trip! I still have to upload photos from my El Capitan outing and the San Diego zoo. Part of it is laziness on my part (resizing/sharpening/etc...) and then there's... Actually, it's just laziness. :/ I need to just get my ass in gear and start doing what I want. Part of my problem is my TV mentality. Everything's exciting for about a month, then I lose interest. The other part is only wanting to do things with JakeD. I want to travel, but only if he wants to. I want to start photographing, but only if he wants to join me. I know I need to do things on my own, but I'm in this 'share our lives' routine that makes everything else just sound boring. *sigh*

Sometimes it's the littlest things that make the day fun. Other times it's the most childish. Today was a mixture of both. Mike (Unforgiven) found out that there is a sweet deal on messaging with his cell phone on the weekend. After threatening to spam my cell phone with daily pictures from his bathroom I sent him a 'see food' photo while at work. If you don't know what a 'see food' picture is, you can see my photo HERE. Don't click it unless you can take a joke. I also sent that photo to Jake just because. Yeah, I know... I'm such a romantic. This weekend we've been sending each other various obnoxious photos of funny signs, tongues and the ever popular 'flipping of the bird'. No photo album should be without one of these timeless classics. Of course Jake just HAD to top everyone by sending Mike a butt shot. The funny part is that Mike thought it was my butt. As if I'd have a hairy ass like his. :p