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Who would have thought that at twenty-two years old...
My time is spent zoning out and "stumbling" on the internet. It's really a sad existence...
When I've decided that I am tired of being home...
I realize that the city of San Bernardino is a piece of shit.
I'm really not surprised that I can get meth easier than 4x5 film.
I called photo shop/supply stores all over the city, and I was amazed that no one knew what the fuck I was talking about.
"What? 4x5 film? For what kind of camera...35mm?"
-"Um no, 4x5 film for a 4x5 large format camera"
"Well we have 120 film."
120 film? REALLY? Totally different camera format.
I give up.
After school tomorrow...I'm taking a trip to Pasadena to buy some film.
I live in a county filled with FUCKING RETARDS.
Over it.
My time is spent zoning out and "stumbling" on the internet. It's really a sad existence...
When I've decided that I am tired of being home...
I realize that the city of San Bernardino is a piece of shit.
I'm really not surprised that I can get meth easier than 4x5 film.
I called photo shop/supply stores all over the city, and I was amazed that no one knew what the fuck I was talking about.
"What? 4x5 film? For what kind of camera...35mm?"
-"Um no, 4x5 film for a 4x5 large format camera"
"Well we have 120 film."
120 film? REALLY? Totally different camera format.
I give up.
After school tomorrow...I'm taking a trip to Pasadena to buy some film.
I live in a county filled with FUCKING RETARDS.
Over it.