Vexatious mood

Extremely so.

I don’t even want to elaborate. Next time. (Translation: WITHDRAWAL FROM FACEBOOK is a terrible thing.)

Photography-engrossed teenagers and other compulsive entities

Now I am one of them. Why? Because it’s stylish. Alright, here’s what you need to know about my adventure with the Zenit. It was rusting somewhere in the back of my dad’s closet when I decided that enough is enough. So, without farther ado, I took the poor thing and went camping with it. For the pompous effect, here’s the photo explanation to this incredibly (I know) imaginative post.

The actual photos will be posted when I fill up the film…

mmm....

Oh, these oddities of life!..

How come whenever I have something good to say, I POST it on somebody else’s blog?!?! How come that happens? What is my OWN blog for, then, if all the good stuff tends to surface in my comments to other people’s posts?

Absurdity!

Sometimes I feel like I am drowning in (my own) irony without even having taken a breath. Have you ever felt that way?

I hope not, because it is not a simple thing to deal with. So I’m not going to; let the irony prevail as one of those little oddities of life. What? I like them.