... I'm afraid to ask her what she thinks of Iron Lady.
I got a trailer for
The Iron Lady
last night. (Dubbed into German: now that was weird). I whispered to my friend: "I lived through it, I certainly don't want to sit through it again".
This just about sums it up:
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dang those posters are rude, but funny.
The one for Girl With a Dragon Tattoo is DARK.
Taking pictures of strangers is HARD.
Ah, just discovered that I haven't been feeling tired, achy, and unable to concentrate due to working a long day yesterday, but because I have a mild fever. Thanks, Hacking Cough Guy from the antique mall Sunday.
I hope the quick onset and lack of nose-and-throat yuck means this is going to be over quickly. I can NOT afford to lose any workdays this week with a tight Thursday deadline approaching.
Taking pictures of strangers is HARD.
Wide angle, shoot from the hip.
Or, you know, that better idea your teacher had.
Wide angle, shoot from the hip.
Just don't put your camera on a stick and take pictures up women's skirts.
(Joke! Not that you would.)
The class was fine, the homework is killing me. I'm at the Met right now, because I got the idea that I could practice by taking pictures of sculptures. Except while I was here, I run into Woody Allen and Sun-Yi. Except that I couldn't take their picture because I was too afraid. Why should I be afraid? He's 80 years old and tiny. I could take him!
I could take him!
Totes! You should punch him in the snoot and say, "Bitch, your Dixieland is weak."