lazy-hazy-crazy days

i've managed to clear up my desktop to the point that there're now three spots for new icons to appear.

shooting Polaroids with the classic, old-style camera was fun. well, not so much fun, but surreal, lazy-hazy-crazy, soothing, that kind of thing. sitting in the middle of a soccer field, in my Levi's, Kenneth Coles, Topman blazer and Heineken Rugby World Cup jersey, surfing the internet on my PowerBook and listening to Ron Sexsmith, Leona Naess, Imogen Heap and the like. dawn obsessing and shooting and jinghui blowing bubbles all over the field and sitting on Terence's chair in front of a goal post, reading a book. and, then, me on the same chair in the same place, reading my PowerBook. it felt so Abercrombie & Fitch-y. Casual Luxury. exactly what i'd want to do if were ever to do a fashion shoot. in any case, it was, at worst, like we were shooting Shooting Stars and i was Taufik-in-a-blazer. okay, ew.

i also got Minute Maid Lemonade on my PowerBook and RAZR today, the latter of which i'd just finished paying off. now i'm waiting to see how long i can hold out with the waiting game before i put the battery back in and fire it up, fingers crossed and eyes wanting to shut but staying open.

just one of those lazy-hazy-crazy days. i decided to block out the bits of the day that weren't entirely complementary to the lazy-hazy surreal feel.