Weakness is a virtue.

"Tonight I find myself in a weak position. Being back in Orlando after months of being away from close friends. Returning with the idea that everything would be preserved in a little bubble waiting for me to return and pop it and have all my friends as they were when I left them. But that isn't the case. Things have changed. People have changed. My close friends have changed. My alternate universe of perfection is not what I expected. I am weak. Weak to the point where a melody can trigger any emotion and implode into my self-fearing imagination. Memories ring and bring back the sensation of the once bright non responsible days of my drunken stupor." Nov.22 2009 3:06 AM

W is for Whiskey

Photo courtesy of Bryce Toole

Whiskey. noun.

an alcolic liquor distilled from a fermented mash of grain, as barley, rye, or corn, and usually containing from 43 to 50 percent alcohol.

All the cool kids are doing it. Even Oliver the cat is doing it.

Kate and I went on a cruise a couple weekends ago. We were cheersing on a boat. Completely surrounded by tourists and no where to go. Tourists who stack their 3 plates of Mt. Beef and Lard Everest high , until it becomes the leaning tower of thats making me sick Pisa. And then go up for seconds. Where guys in the Casino with the cheesy grin and the rancid "I've been drinking since I woke up" smell, will do anything to have a little good luck charm at their side. A good luck charm who stands there swaying with the current, and biting her blood red lipstick smeared lips and waits for her next buck. Where the bros on the balcony above the pool deck moon the onlookers for the slightest bit of attention to feed their already obnoxiously narcissistic behavior appetite, with the women old enough to be their moms, hoot and holler, and get slightly turned on. I was there, along for the ride. We smuggled on a mass amount of alcohol, and danced under the stars in the middle of the ocean. While we were dressed with some class our foul creatures were showing. Good times were had because it tastes so good when it hits your lips. Please take note, W is not for Water.

I'm on Ether

The two days before Halloween I went to Stay with my friend Nicole in Gainesville FL. The Fest was going on, but me and a lack of funds just went to see old friends, ride bikes and hang out. On Sat. the day of Halloween I drove to Orlando/ Casselberry and met up with Kate where we used to work Lazy Moon. That night was full of alcohol, Mesh skate park, convertibles, bon fires, trails and plenty of costumes. I was Hunter S. Thompson, and drunkenly acted the part.

So it begins...

This is my first Blog and with lack of a better name for it, and lack of a certain subject matter to make as a specific topic, I figured I will just make this blog as a general Blog/Journal about what is going on in my life. Hope you enjoy.

So for now My name is Shannon if you haven't gathered that already. I live in Savannah GA and attend SCAD for Graphic Design. I have a cat named Oliver and a roomie named Kate. I lived in West Palm for the first 19 years of my life. Orlando for the 3 years to follow. Travel. Music. Art. Film. Pictures. Friends. Family. Life.