jesus christ. i might get the coolest summer job a girl like me could wish for. the girl in me who does photography, you see. but maybe i shouldnt speak of it. its not certain until monday. fingers crossed, so crossed they hurt.
i guess i could spill it. the photo gallery downtown, where our group exhibition shall start on thursday. mari was going to have it, the job, but she got this feeling hanging around anarchists in scotland for two weeks that she has to do something like that. so we're going to go talk to them on monday. i would kill for that job. its so much better than all my other options, even the library thing i cant explain. there's even a darkroom there. propably just black and white but still.
girls on film (see you later) girls on film . . . . . .. . .
fade out