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A few months ago a photographer asked me, "If you had to choose between a boyfriend or the camera of your dreams, what would you choose?" I said, "the camera" although I didn't really believe it at the time.
And no kidding, so I would. A minute ago Si spoke to me for the first time in ages. I'd been looking forward to speaking to him for a few weeks now...but after a minute or two of me talking about my new camera; I totally abandoned him to go and play with it.
Came back to see he'd gone off saying, "have fun with your camera. I know where my place is." Oops.
Is it wrong to love my camera so much?
And no kidding, so I would. A minute ago Si spoke to me for the first time in ages. I'd been looking forward to speaking to him for a few weeks now...but after a minute or two of me talking about my new camera; I totally abandoned him to go and play with it.
Came back to see he'd gone off saying, "have fun with your camera. I know where my place is." Oops.
Is it wrong to love my camera so much?