I'm still up

And it's approaching 11am. I just don't want to sleep. Not like actively but more like an apathy to actualy climb into bed and sleep for a few hours. Don't get me wrong I love to sleep, but something about going to do so seem so pointless and inefficent. So I set my computer to start processing the 20,000+ photos that used to be on StillVapor before we moved to the new server. I did some laundry, played some PS2, surfed around the net reading about misc things, start reminicing and ended up looking up my surname on google and ran into William Claxton's portfolio (http://www.williamclaxton.com) which is pretty funny to know he's a world class music photographer. I don't believe he's related to me but it was just interesting to stumble on. Watched the notebook. I was expecting it to be a serious heart wrencher but I actually didn't cry like I was expecting from what everyone was saying about it. I actually had ALOT worse time trying to watch Wicker Park. That movie made me pause it several times. Guess it all depends on what you bring to the table when you watch such movies. Sure makes me think about K though. I hate being sad about it all and I'm SURE people are tired of hearing about it too. But eh it's my journal I'll blabber about what I wish.

So in other news, not to fond of my roommates and I think I'm going to go back to the bland corporate world. Unfortunately the money speaks. Less so to have it, more so for the oppurtunities money provides. Well I should attempt to sleep some. And for those of you I've seen, talked to, messaged, or emailed this week it was good hearing from you.