I know I complain about my job a lot, but the truth is that it’s a great job. It’s a very low pressure, do what you want kind of job where during the school year I can do homework while waiting for someone to need my help. During the summer, while I have no classes, it’s pretty damn boring. It had been driving me slowly mad until a couple weeks ago ( Read more... )

Max and I arrived at my Aunt’s house last Friday afternoon. Her wedding was the next day, and I had been drafted as the wedding photographer. This ended up translating to “That girl at the wedding whose mother chased her around and kept trying to correct her photography technique.” It was not pleasant, nor was dealing with my cousin’s exceptionally ( Read more... )