this was a portrait of me drawn but an h'd-out woman. i was sitting on the steps of my nyu dorm, and she came up to us for money (quite regular back then). we had none to give, but she drew a picture of me anyway, and i was so touched i went upstairs and gave her all the food i wasn't eating in my dorm room. little did i know that junkies don't eat food.

i totally don't remember keeping this. this was the first lab computer. we ran the company on this for almost 2 years. we had an ancient PC laptop to do ups shipping, but this did everything else. no USB (parallel ports, remember those?), floppy drive (iomega zip drives, remember those), 64MB of ram, etc...

the boxes started taking a personal turn, but what the heck. these are my experimental photo class prints. i was in my "constructivist phase"... what a retard...

in college, you get obsessed with shit... girls, music, art, whatever... i was obsessed with mowax singles, swiss design dudes that wore black turtle necks, girls with glasses, and things with no intrinsic meaning. like i said... what a retard.

a box of bills and old paystubs... sweet.

i was thumbing through, just so i wouldn't miss any randoms that got shuffled in there and i saw a christmas card with the present still in there... 6 large... what i find. i'm goin to sizzla!