Heaven Help You Catch Me When I Fall

Don't ask about the title. No idea why I called it that.

I want to ask your advice.

How can I make myself not look like a drug dealer in photographs?

I mean, look at this... And if you hadn't guessed, I'm the one wearing the grey hoodie...

As you can guess, I didn't take the photograph, so this photograph belongs to
the one who took the image, who is called Angharad Price. I think...

I look like I've just scored a hit, and eyeing down some pimp who won't give me more drugs. I mean, look at me. If you can handle looking at the hideousness that is my face for longer than three seconds. I really look like I'm high on drugs.

My thought is that my pictures look like I'm high on wacky-backy all the time because I'm a clean boy. I do not delve into alcoholism nor do I jump into drugs. Doubt that's the fact. Ah well.

Seriously, all my photos look like that. Well either that or what my display picture looks like on Facebook and Twitter. Or, for those who cannot be arsed to visit the links, here it be.

Ah, finally a face that a mother could
love...

See? Isn't this a better picture of me? As you cannot see my faux drug-filled face. Nice.

This is one reason why I hate having my photograph taken. I either look high or pissed. Or both. Or if someone's pissed on me. Well, you get the picture. And even if I do have my photo taken, my first instinct is to stick my arm out and show you the finger of dread. Or, my photographic finger.

Ah, I am glad that I'm one of these people who can take the piss out of themselves and everyone can agree on it. Lovely.

In other news, I have none. Apart from the fact that I broke a plate about ten minutes ago. I tried to microwave a pizza. Well, I did microwave a pizza, I just tried to cut it with a pair of scissors, and then the pizza and the plate decided on going on a business trip to have a discussion on how to waste people's time with the floor. It was a successful meeting. Shit.

Well, I shall leave you for the time being. I have to finish two essays, two websites and a CD cover before the holidays end. Lovely. Not only that, it is likely that I'll write something either later or tomorrow to "review" my year. God, don't I sound like a prick...

- Have you heard the news that you're FIN?