The Ultimate Procrastinator

I should be packing. I should be doing a million things. But all I seem to be doing is watching the olympics and editing photos. So productive, huh? Maybe I'm just avoiding the inevitable fact that I have to leave the best apartment in the entire state of New Mexico. Farewell 200 S. Main. I will miss your glorious windows, hardwood floors and 7 billion bedrooms.

also a million thanks to all the friends and family that visited me in my own personal hotel. (also, tylah & juan kill me every time .)

Sometimes I come up with really weird/fantastic photo ideas.

Please ignore the fact that i have posted more photos of myself in past few weeks than ever before and focus on how good of a photographer my mother is. considering my mom sees more of my freaky faces than anyone else, she timed these shots perfectly catching non-freaky faces and you can't even tell how much of a weirdo i am. what are moms for huh?