gonna try and go running later this morning and try to take pictures finally. i even found a place that scans cheap…..too bad i’m a poor. I’ll work on it though. also, i’m buying this olympus 35 rd, the thrift store i work at just needs to formally price it. it’ll only be like 3-5 dollars. and it’s in amazing shape. i’ve tried to tell tem before these camera are worth way more, but they won’t take more than their normal price for ‘em. win-win then.
I am very wordy, in general, but especially when I write, and am very descriptive, specific, and in need of hubris that I think I may start writing peoms, sonnets, or free verse and uploading it to tumblr. ( I would write short stories, but I don’t have the drive, enthusiasm or mental organization at the moment for that to be viable). They may be seriously depressing, triggering of suicide and other things, such as self-starvation,of an overtly sexual nature, or generally nosensical. You have been warned. Unfollow now beacause my mind is a dark, wondrous, perverted, and spacious realm to be introduced to without properly steeling your emotions, thoughts, sympathetic, and emathetic tendencies.
Well today sucked. Copletely lost all good light. I would’ve to go by myself, but teaching my little, non blood realted, sister about photography. And while night shot are sick; they can bw rather disppointinf the first time and are better suited for sim lit interious to simulate a preparation for leaving the den and into the wild fiending for blood. Snap the shutter opens. Blood pumps harder and faster into a slience, raising the tention. The visceral, emotional, and intellectual arousal; and impatience all climax. SNAP!!!!!!!!! The second shutter closes, mutating all previous tensions to elation and a renewal of an exponentially growing minutae of impatincemi.
EDIT: 4/26 7:42 am. Uh I have to edit this to make ot legible. I was having trouble with typing this on my phone. Damn, meds.
Edit 4/30 5:20 am. What the fuck was I talking about with the mid sentence tangent. I was going to edit this for grammar and spelling, myraid of attempts to comprehend this today I finally get it. I’ll repost this with the grammar/spelling fixes that will better illustrate the stream of consciusness I was recording. I’m leaving this mostly untouched because it’s funny how out of it I was on my as needed prescription benzos for anxiety/stress. Finally, why the hell am I still up and I probably will go shooting tomorrow wit mah M645 and my lil sister. So get ready for those pics when I get them developed in a year and scanned in 10 because I iz poar. Peace out.
•wow my second addendem (wow no idea how to spell that) is as long or more so than the original post.
Who just got 5 free rolls of expired Kodak gold 200.
I should change my blog title to secretive or enigmatic attention whore or similar.
Actual content for the first time in forever.
Now that I now have the trifecta of free time, solitude/peace/some semblance of privacy, and the the proper tools on hand to facilitate the digitalization of light be it in the form of active-pixel sensor, charge-coupled device or not(I now have my dslr again), or image scanned silver halide emulsion; I may take actual photo’s that I can upload easily because I’m to destitute to afford a film scanner or professional scanning services.
EDIT: Sometime next week, hopefully, that is.