November 21st, 2004

pretty

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There is an unexplained dull ache at the front of my head.
Black aftershock is a cheap marketing ploy to sell cough mixture to idiots.
So, in the last few days I've taken some photos, I've cleared my dad's PC of viruses and I've spent too much time on a train wanting to murder small noisy children who are fascinated by the ringtones on their phone.

I seem to be able to turn out a half-decent "person-shot" (samples soon) which will the couple of people I've got plans to take photos of will be very glad of.

Now I'm kicking my heels waiting for my exciting lunch date and not finishing my assignment. I'm sure that if I were to start working on it then I'll have to stop. Oh well, I mean it's still hours until the deadline...

Oh, and last night was fun. Learnt some stuff, met a couple of people briefly and was only pissed off for about fifteen minutes.