
i love my car. i mean, i really love my car. i just hate my car. i mean, i really hate my car. i wish i didn't have to drive a vehicle and it made practical sense to ride my bicycle everywhere but that just isn't the case. it's a nearly twenty year old volvo 240 wagon. it's as beautiful as it is ugly and been more pain than it's worth. i'm stubborn and am dead set on driving it until teleportation technology is refined enough for everyday human travel or i stash away enough cash to buy a newer old volvo. either/or. but until then i'm sure i'll have more weeks like this last one. troubleshootingtroubleshootingfixed. thanks for your help david, as well as lending me that old guy strength i have yet to aquire. lolomgjkjk, what?






i've taken up knitting...as well as photographing the process and textiles used. i'm really enjoying both. i never thought i would be a knitter, but my brain really loves the repetition.

























