its 520am.

Out the whole day shopping. Got everything ready for xmas at long last but I feel so broke. I got myself the crumpler 7 mil home for my camera. Crazy.

Lost 100 bucks too boot. Dropped 2 blue notes somewhere without knowing. fiack.



Going out is very stressful. I see people I dont want to see. I saw people I didnt wanna see. Its all very stressful even when I am supposed to be on holiday.



Just finished writing some stuff for work.

Listening to matchbox twenty's new album, Exile to Mainstream.
I like it plenty.
I suppose its worth the money I paid for it.

Football at 9am. I'm not playing but I'm turning up anyway to see the mad fellas and take some photos.



I'm addicted to bokeh.
gimme 50mm f1.8 for the faces.
gimme 17-50 f2.8 for the streets.
gimme 55-200mm vr for the stealth.


whoever said photography is not expensive can go kill themselves.

well, my only justification is, I'm gonna need those lenses next semester.
hah.

I suppose my thoughts are alittle scatted, I suppose its got something to do with the cigarettes, atarax and weariness setting in.

I feel quite weird.

Ok I'm off.