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| Silly Diana lens cap, you can't get away now! |
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
My Sweet, Sweet Diana
I took my Mini Diana to the beach this weekend but the lens caps has decided it does not want any part of my camera, ever. I would be out taking pictures, replace the lens cap and have people hurrying after me with the escaping lens cap. I've resorted to a very fashionable and lovely rubber band.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Film Photos!
Photos from my Mini Diana with high speed film!!
I really love this camera! This was in the 24 x 17 setting where you can have mini frames!
I really love this camera! This was in the 24 x 17 setting where you can have mini frames!
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| My Dog, my boyfriend's ties, his dog |
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| Trees/Pennies |
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| DC |
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| Flowers/Flowers |
Thursday, June 09, 2011
I Miss...
I miss New Zealand today and wish it wasn't so bloody expensive to go back and visit. I miss running along the water in Wellington and the view from my flat in Queenstown. I miss waking up every morning to the emerald and blue colors of the lake in Queenstown.
If you haven't visited New Zealand--save and go. It's the most beautiful place.
This was the view from my flat in QT:
If you haven't visited New Zealand--save and go. It's the most beautiful place.
This was the view from my flat in QT:
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| Sigh |
Today
Do you ever get so stressed out and you are wound SO tight you that you will burst into tears at the slightest little thing?
I DO!
I have already burst into tears twice this morning since getting to work.
I love my new puppy dog, I do. I knew it would be hard, I did. I had no idea what sort of separation anxiety he would have and that it would BREAK my heart to leave him and hear him howling pitifully at my door when I have to go to work.
Why can't I be independently wealthy again? What's that? I need money to do that? Right. Back to square one.
And then....
Come home to find my room torn to shreds.
Deep breath.
It's only 'things'.
I learned from a trainer that the best thing to do was not yell at the dog, I mean, he just freaked the fuck out and tore up your room.
I have no carpet anymore by my bedroom door. He tried to tunnel out.
A few of my books are in pieces and he ate my laundry basket.
He left all my clothes and shoes intact and didn't pee anywhere in my room, so...that's good!!!!
Any advice???
I'll take anything.
Dear sweet Lord.
I DO!
I have already burst into tears twice this morning since getting to work.
I love my new puppy dog, I do. I knew it would be hard, I did. I had no idea what sort of separation anxiety he would have and that it would BREAK my heart to leave him and hear him howling pitifully at my door when I have to go to work.
Why can't I be independently wealthy again? What's that? I need money to do that? Right. Back to square one.
And then....
Come home to find my room torn to shreds.
Deep breath.
It's only 'things'.
I learned from a trainer that the best thing to do was not yell at the dog, I mean, he just freaked the fuck out and tore up your room.
I have no carpet anymore by my bedroom door. He tried to tunnel out.
A few of my books are in pieces and he ate my laundry basket.
He left all my clothes and shoes intact and didn't pee anywhere in my room, so...that's good!!!!
Any advice???
I'll take anything.
Dear sweet Lord.
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
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