Merkavah - Drive the Lord's SUV!

Rather disturbing fact: My hair is now long enough to put into a ponytail.

Those of you who understand this title will be shocked.

I'm not, though, ever going to put it up in a pony tail. That would be atrocious. It would be like... bad 80s music videos all over again.

In other news:

*le sigh*

There are people I haven't actually had a chance to sit down and talk with (in life or online) in a long while and I'd like to get a chance to see what's going on in their minds and lives. Tim, Kelly, Seth... I'm lookin' at you, kids.

Given that two-thirds of that list are people older than myself and I still used kids to describe them, I think I might be becoming socially deficient.

Photography's hit a pretty big lump lately. Problem is, the snow outside is that icky half-melted crap and it is simply ugly. Though alleyways are still gorgeously dirty. But I really want to get my winter photography on, I want to experiment with different ways to get the B&W contrast on my camera as close to a good black & white 100ISO film.

And yeah, I have an ulterior motive in wanting to see some people. Not Seth, cause you know, he's my best friend and he lives in NY, and seeing him at all any time rocks... and I didn't have any intention of giving him a gift anyway (though we're not chillin this Christmas, which is cool by me, lucky bastard gets to go across the great big pond to London) but others like Tim, Kelly, Kate (actually, now that I think of it, several Kates), Justin, etc... well dammit, there's no point making PRESENTS for people if I can't give them their presents.

Though I suppose I'll see most of the second years I know at exams. *shudder* I almost called us first years. Despite the fact that when other people do that I'm confuzzled.

And to make this a total "Dear Diary" moment...

Dear blog... I met a girl yesterday.

*laughs* Well I did. Nothing really happened, she just walked up and gave me her number as I was sitting somewhere (aka having a smoke). I guess she worked there. (well okay, there was talking somewhere inbetween, but you get the drift)

I actually lost it (I blame booze)... but it wouldn't have done me any good. I lost my phone a few weeks back, and a phone number isn't at all helpful. I actually forgot I didn't have a phone for a moment, I was so shocked.

If only she gave me her number written on my arm or something. Or an e-mail. I could've used an e-mail. =D

Anyway, that's that. My life gets interesting at certain occasions.