DORMed.

Yes. I was bored. No. I am not dissapointed in these shots. Yes. I have freakishly hairy extremities. No. I am not a wolf man. Yes. Get off my back.

So this is what happens when you stick Otis into an empty dorm room with just a hardcore camera and miscellaneous objects. He takes pictures of his legs and feet. I have more pictures of like my dorm but I don't like them very much.

I'm getting a little worried about the Art school at OU. I have heard some not so cool things about it's photography program. I am hoping that soon the teachers that are there, leave, and new, more exciting, ones take their place. Also, I have fully decided that it is necessary for me to double major in photography and video in order to be successful in the world. This will help me with getting jobs with media companies and things like that.

I hate my floor. They are the loudest bunch of idiots that have lived. Baseball? In a tiny little hall? Reallly? No. Hopefully they all get kicked out for drinking.

I do love having friends at college though. That makes it a lot more entertaining.

-Otis