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Who you callin a

All I want for my birthday or Christmas is a fucking Pentax camera. Seriously folks. I am sick of using those piece of shit disposable cameras that never come out right. I am determined to get this camera by October. And then I am determined to make a darkroom out of whatever extra room I might have somewhere by December. Let the capturing of moods begin as planned!

An old friend of mine from NYC called me at work this morning. He called to ask me if I wanted to come out for a few months and work for him. I told him no, but now I am thinking that I might actually want to do it. He travels so damn much and I would be going with...all expenses paid. I really need to get started on this school thing though. I've got four years! Count 1.2.3.4. And I want to try and be done by the time I am 28 :[ Dear god how did I start getting so old? For those of you who don't know, I am going back to school to get my Nursing degree. I finally decided what to do as my second option. Cause really, what the hell am I going to do with the NON-education I got at American Academy? Uh huh. Exactly.

My back is killing me. And I acidentally passed on the sickness that resides in me to someone else. :[ I feel so bad. It's a really rough one, too. But maybe it'll actually bypass his system and whatnot. Who knows. I'm done now.



>>>P.S.!!!!!

My birthday is in 89 days, 10 hours, 24 minutes and 14 seconds. YOU BETTER MARK IT DOWN BITCHES.

>>>>P.P.S.!!!!!

We are making a trip to Los Angeles next weekend. I don't know why that was important enough to make a p.p.s. Clearly my birthday was enough.