photos
I bit the bullet and got a disposable camera. I hate those things. I needed to photograph, though; that need can overtake. Then the fix wasn't enough. I borrowed my Dad's digital Nikon. I miss mine. I have some money in savings. I might replace my stolen one this week with a Nikon 5600. We'll see. Here are a pair o' galleries.
Now that I think about it, I probably should have resized these myself rather than allowing Photobucket's (images over 512k will be automatically resized) crappy compression. I can see it; its horrible. But alas, my fair serephim, I am fucking lazy.
The sickness is going away. My head is clearing and its all coming out of my nose in a thick, yellow substance. I hate being sick.
Now that I think about it, I probably should have resized these myself rather than allowing Photobucket's (images over 512k will be automatically resized) crappy compression. I can see it; its horrible. But alas, my fair serephim, I am fucking lazy.
The sickness is going away. My head is clearing and its all coming out of my nose in a thick, yellow substance. I hate being sick.