Work Work Work
I promise I’ll catch up with everyone soon, but I have to work work work for the next little bit. I’m entering a photo contest, editing a billion photos (one billion per class), studying for ASL, completing the written test before 6, doing the in class portion at 6, filling out a job application, fill out my summer job applications, trying to go see Grant when he comes back in town, going to see the girls, call Kaitlyn who I miss so very dearly, call my Dad and find out how his show is coming along, taking still life photos, checking out a flash, coming up with a shoot idea using flash, doing the shots with flash, editing the shots with flash, study more for ASL, clean the house, go to the extra night class I have for the next several weeks that directly interferes with my writing club, plan Halloween somehow, etc, etc.
Can I just pass out now?
I’m going to make a schedule in my first class.
…Wait… Nope, I have to finish the ASL test. I don’t even have time to make a schedule.
My computer won’t start. It fell off of my bed and now it won’t turn on. I’m having to do this from my iPod. Everything I have ever photographed, everything I have written, it’s all inside of my computer. Please dear God, do not let it be broken!