Pointless Ramblings

I’m very talented at procrastination, I was born with mediocre talents but excel wonderfully at procrastination and becoming easily distracted. I’m obviously supposed to be doing homework right now.  I thought about working on some artwork for our home, I even took out the supplies and then saw the laptop shining blue — indicating it was full of life and buttons that were ready to go clickety clack.

So here I am, browsing through pages all the while attempting to write about…honestly, I have no idea what I’m trying to say.

Earlier today, I was thinking that my thoughts often go to weird extremes. I’m sure i’m not the only one it happens to, but I’ve found it hard to relate to people or find anyone who isn’t ashamed to admit to them. For example, today as I was sitting in the toilet at work. I thought, what if while I was on the toilet I had an earth shakingly loud fart. So loud that everyone rushed to see what caused the building to tremble… only to find me sitting on the loo and the only words to escape my mouth were,”oops, I farted.” It would be so embarrassing. Stupid, I know. But sometimes I’m plagued by weird, stupid, or all together messed up scenarios in my head and I struggle with how to deal with these non-existent situations. I’ll spend minutes, hours, and sometimes even days worrying and finding ways on how to resolve these issues and often find that I can’t move on until I do.

But anyways. I’m not even sure what I’m rambling about. Just aimlessly rambling.

Last weekend, the boyfriend and I wanted to go for a drive so we headed out east and happened upon Elk Falls. We were actually supposed to go to a town that was further east but we were losing daylight and gas. So we stopped at Elk Falls instead. Even now, I think I was foolish. It was cold! Too damn cold for a photographic adventure. Hardly any photos turned out well, my hands were too busy trembling but I wanted to explore dammit! I walked down the hill and towards the miniature waterfall. I treaded carefully over the rocks, hoping I wouldn’t slip into the lake and die of hypothermia — meanwhile my boyfriend waited comfortably in the warm car. (that jerk!)  I had been here before, briefly, and yet again I was plagued with thoughts that I would be murdered by the hills have eyes-esque murderer. It would be so simple. We’re both out in the country, no one knows where we are. Alas, we survived with some shaky photos and a stuffy nose to prove it!

Also, I want to say I love old cemeteries. I’ve spent a lot of time visiting them. There’s something about them that I just can’t get enough of. I do try and be as respectful as I can be when I walk through them. I say hello and have conversations with them, and lament not having flowers to leave behind.

By the end of this brief quest, my boots were filled with cold water. It took about 5 minutes to thaw them out.  I’m ready for spring.


Better Than Yesterday

Blegh. I wish I could skip all the crappy feelings that I’ve been feeling and just fast-forward until I get to the point where everything is fine and dandy, but that’s not life. I have to deal with every single feeling of inadequacy and self-loathing until I argue with myself enough to convince my selves to play nice. I can’t say that the worst part of the storm is over but even though it’s been a hellishly nightmarish couple of weeks I can say that I’m doing better than I was yesterday.

This weekend certainly has helped because it’s always great when you go on a photographic journey with your friend. We listened to Harry Potter, talked, sang, took pictures of us looking goofy and hideous. . .so it was positively delightful. Our intention was to find a ghost town and take pictures with a buttload of balloons, but because the wind hates us the balloons were scratched. As far as the ghost town, well it shouldn’t count as a ghost town if it has a couple of abandoned buildings and is surrounded by people. Sigh. Either way, it was fun! Plus, we took some creepy photos of us that looked like we belonged on a terrible country album cover.  Ha.

I’ve decided to do more picture taking. This weekend, I am hopefully going on another photographic adventure to revisit another abandoned location with my two friends. They’ve never met, so I hope they get along swimmingly because I would be sad if they didn’t. They’re some of my favorite people.

And now to sleep because I have to be up in less than 5 hours. Yay me.


I’m outside of your window with my RADIO




I wanted to say something interesting and descriptive about these pictures I took but I keep drawing a blank. Work completely and utterly drained me. Sigh. I’m so thrilled that the end is nigh. 

My friend Alyssa, who is pictured in most of these, is an aspiring model. So, whenever the desire strikes and the timing of the whim works for both of us we tend to have an impromptu shoot. On this occasion, we went to a ledge she frequents with her friends. It was actually a lot of fun and we jammed out to our old emu favorites that struck me right in the teens. (which explains the title to this entry) Such turbulent times. Alas, I think they turned out well and I fell in love with her hair color and boots. Sigh. Love. hahaha. 




We found the Corona Graveyard. Their was literally hundred of broken bottles and also her lovely boots. I was half tempted to remove them from her feet and leave her stranded there but then I realized we were friends. hahaha. Image


I always want to take a picture of myself, when I’m out photographing but every time I do it’s always something like that above. I swear my hair consumes me. ImageImageImageImage

I loved this little place, it was basically remnants from a demolished bridge but it resembled something from Greece. Or maybe it’s just my imagination running away with me. ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

I love these little thingy mabobs, they both reminded me of the monster guy from Pans Labyrinth or bombs. ImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

Again the boots kept calling my name. Image

I don’t know how I feel about this picture above, I was trying my best to experiment with it and at first loved it but now I’m not impressed with the tones. ImageImageImageImageImage

Welp, this was my brief adventure. I’m hoping that next Sunday their will be sun and warmth and that will be the resurrection of my adventuring into the abandoned ghost towns and interesting places that Kansas has to offer. 

Rock City

I’m not a native to Kansas so, naturally, I don’t have that pride or unconditional love for the state but these past Sunday Adventures have proved to me that Kansas has a lot more to offer than I first thought. So far, I’ve discovered abandoned towns, ghost towns, and now these natural spherical treasures in Rock City, Ks.




The rocks are pretty amazing, it looks like a site where Air Benders may have been prepping for war against the Fire Nation. It may not be the Grand Canyon but it’s still neat in its own right. Also, if you plan on visiting do not google map the address to the park make sure you head your way to Minneapolis, Ks otherwise you will find your way to the pictures above.  Once to Minneapolis, just follow the signs. 🙂



I have always wondered where the red path would have led you.

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