All As, baby!
I finally realized that this is just impossible.
I, personally, can’t possibly figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life for the simple fact that I won’t always be interested in the same things that I am now – I could choose to dedicate myself to one field and find myself detesting it later on.
It’s much better to let the chips fall where they may ; don’t limit yourself by trying to pigeonhole your life’s goal.
I’m obviously still nowhere near being a “great” photographer, but I’ve expanded my horizons, gotten out there and really opened up a whole world of photographic opportunities that I didn’t know existed.
Fiddling with the settings helps, too!
I absolutely recommend the Digital Rebel XT to anyone who has a serious, albeit not full-time, interest in photography.
I can’t live without it.
Every day with him is fun, but I laughed so hard this morning that my throat is actually sore now.
It brings people closer together, or as close as bloggers 1000s of miles apart can be.
On the other hand, some people seem to have a problem with comments that aren’t total asskissing. Oh well.
I’ve stopped caring what people think of either me or my opinions.
If they put themselves out there to hear what I think, then they should be prepared to accept it.
If they aren’t, then it isn’t my issue.
Instead of sitting in front of the TV or computer for an hour, pick up a book.
Grab a cup of coffee or tea, or a glass of soda or water. Light a candle or turn on the lamp.
Read.
I finally broke free, and shook my ass around the apartment for a solid hour.
I was tired, I was sweaty and I looked like a complete tool. I loved it.
I have a mental illness that results in uncontrollable hair-pulling, often to the point of baldness.
I’d love to overcome these urges, and also educate people about the illness.
I rarely, if ever, hear or read of people who have it.
I moved from Ireland to the US in April of this year.
I’d recommend a complete change of scene for anyone who is in a rut.
I used to be fluent in Irish Gaelic (or just plain Irish, as we call it). I’ve been speaking it since I was three years old, but I’ve started to lose my grasp on the language in recent months.