Goodnight, Steve McQueen.
God, I hate photography. It's as cold and dark and sticky and chemically and smelly and frustrating as it was in high school. This night class is going to suck the life out of every Tuesday. Thank goodness it's Steve McQueen night or something on AMC. I sat down just as he smoothly hops off that horse in "The Magnificent Seven". Oh Steve, you short womanizing homophobic user. I will love you until the day I die.