January 3rd, 2002



Organizing photos.
I realized I have too much porn here and there and hard to find and I'm getting paranoid about someone opening something up and being confronted with full frontal Holly.
The problem is... I need to name everything.
Names that make sense and that I'll be able to recognize.
I have too many photos for this.
I have too many tweaks and icons and things I've gathered for base pallets and layers and negatived slide pieces.
I'm discovering that, while I'm utterly creative in the name giving process, that I'm having issues with making those creative names something that will let me recognize what the hell the pic is without having to open it.
For some reason, I can remember that "fivebucks!" is the picture of my fuzzy purple slippers but "redtank01" makes me open it up to discover that it's the first in a series of pics I took while wearing a red tank top.

Maybe I'll give up and just number them.
Number them all.
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They've named it.
"our coverage of Winter Blast 2002 continues. Let's go to Andy watching people getting stuck in the snow in Suffolk..."

I'm tired of Virginia.

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I built snowmen.
last time I built a snowman it was even small than these tiny ones I built tonight.
It was maybe a foot high.
Built on top of the trashcan.
In January, 3 years ago with Jason.
I'd met him in september. We were together by November, and by the time of those snowmen in january, I wanted out.

So I made snowmen alone tonight.
It was nice and rewarding and cathartic and all that good stuff.

But it would have been nice to have had Chad see them without needing a camera and an upload to do so.