eric came over tonight. we ended up watching Ace Ventura. it’s been years…and i mean years…since i’ve seen that. probably at least 8 years. omg it’s such a funny movie. love jim carrey. then watched the end of dumb and dumber cuz it was on tbs. good times. adr went to bed and we went to dennys to shoot the shit. came up with one good quote for the night
me: “there was this korn museum thing set up that you could go through for 5$. it had like, rare memorabilia and jon davis’s shit.”

the big news of the day is there are 2, count them 2, lacuna coil shows in the next 2 weeks. one in toronto on the 21st, a thursday, and one in rochester on the 27th, a wednesday. i’m so there. then APC the following thursday. looks like i’m making up for the year long concert drought. adr’s gonna go with me to the lacuna shows, but she can’t go to APC so i’m still going to that by myself. eric might go to the rochester lacuna show, cuz they’re opening for anthrax lol. yyaayy.

the bad news of the day is that my parents aren’t coming to the fundraiser to see my photos because my dad is going to yet another driving school…that’s where they were this past weekend, missing the tour on sunday. grr. pissed.

 

i went back to the parents house to grab my dad’s negatives of the terminal, to send to russell to have blown up. i decided to look through his book of 35mm shots, cuz we didn’t do that when we were looking for terminal pictures (we only looked at the large format negatives). well i did find a few more pictures of the terminal, from the time they took my aunt to the terminal.

i also found a picture of my mom in the bathtub. THERE WERE BUBBLES SO IT’S NOT LIKE I SAW HER NAKED. but…i if i didn’t know the picture was taken in the 1970s i’d think it was a picture of me. it is unbelievable how much it looks like me. omg i need to scan it, because we are like twins.

 

it’s also funny to look through my dad’s photos because there are so many like the ones i’m doing now…modern ruins, broken stuff, etc. it’s genetic. hahah and there are alot of religious themed ones…like a movie theatre with the marquee that says “jesus is the answer”, and one of a car with all kinds of jesus grafitti on it…sorta like my love affair with church slogans on their outside signs.

no doubt i was a natural born child and not adopted lol.

 

well, it turns out i got into the photo class at NCCC after all. cuz i got a bill today. i called them to make sure i really did get in, and they’re not just billing me for no reason. and to find out when classes actually start…sept 2nd. i’m gonna have to either miss, or leave class early, the 2nd day of class…cuz i gotta get to London for APC. 418$…that’s going to be lovely. but yay. i’ll finally find out how to use my cam, and get back into a dark room in time to print some of my pics for the fundraiser. exciting stuff.

 

omg. we have power again. power was out for about 4 hours. what did people do before electricity. we were just getting the apt prepared with candles and everything, then it came back on. THANK GOD. cuz i’m swealtering to death in this place. so hot out today.

the whole thing was kinda scary. i went in the car to listen to the radio and they made it clear it wasn’t terrorists LOL. but just think of how vulnerable we were for those 4 hours…the entire northeast without power. crazy. the radio earlier had said some ppl had power, but might lose it later as they rotate stuff…so hopefully ours is on for long enough to cool the place down. so friggen hot.

can’t wait to see the birthrate jump 9 months from now.

and the silence was killing me…cuz the ringing in my ears (not just from ozzfest, they ring all the time) was driving me insane. i need noise to drown out the ringing in my ears.

i didn’t really notice that i was still deaf at work, cuz it’s so loud in there, but yeah. so deaf. nothing really tops the boston APC show though. standing 2 feet from the speaker. no wait actually…STP at UB was worse. i was deaf for like 2 weeks, and i don’t know why. i thought i seriously had damaged my hearing cuz it lasted so long, but it went away. but i realized after i left fred that i might have been talking really loud since i can’t hear anything – if i was, i appologize haha.

work was boring. it was slow, back in pit 3, yay. i complained to scheduling about how i’m the only one from class who hasn’t been scheduled to either game yet. and i told terry that i’d do those games today if he needed me to. hes like, no we need you on blackjack, you’re too valuable to put on those games. gah.

 

anyone have any good ideas for the name of…..leighanne’s and my organization, who is putting together the spring terminal artshow? we have a history of not being able to think up names for things. suggestions welcome.

and anyone (brian, eric) know why my computer has no sound anymore? yes my speakers are plugged into the outlet, and the comp, and they are on (cuz they can’t be turned off), and my comp isn’t on mute, and i’ve shut down and restarted a bunch of times. the power went out this morning around 10am, but the comp was off (speakers on cuz they don’t turn off)…now i have no sound. fix it.

 

there was this super irritating article in the niagara gazette, written by someone who used to waitress. the whole premise of the article was how you should tip people for outstanding service. the 2nd half of the article was about some dealer who was complaining to her about how we don’t get tipped. apparently she was floored by the fact you tip dealers at all. went on and on about how it seems everyone is supposed to get tips now, that they’re obligations, when they shouldn’t be. she asked, since when do casino dealers get tipped. SINCE THE DAWNING OF LAS VEGAS YOU SCHMUCK. just because casinos are new to NF doesn’t mean that tipping dealers is new. the whole article really pissed me off, because she was basically saying dealers don’t deserve tips. well that’s bullshit. i can’t think of any other job that puts up with as much abuse as we do. well maybe telemarketers – but they usually just get hung up on. being called a bitch, a mother fucker, etc etc etc isn’t really present. we take so much abuse it’s really not funny. we are performing a service just as much as the cocktail waitresses, and the bartenders, and the slot attendants, etc…but we don’t deserve to be tipped. maybe they don’t realize we make FOUR FRIGGEN DOLLARS AN HOUR. we’re not allowed to solicit tips, but i make it known that we make 4 dollars an hour, and that tips pay my bills. doesn’t work much but sometimes. ug. i really wanted to write this chick a letter, but i won’t. the casino liked the article and posted it, highlighting the whole part about how people should be tipped for outstanding service…

ANYWAY. i thought of this whole thing again, cuz i went to get my car washed at delta sonic. i tipped the wiper boy a dollar. i dunno if that was a good amount or not. same with hairdressers, i dunno how much you’re supposed to tip a hairdresser. i usually go with 3 dollars.

i can’t wait to get my film back. i really really really hope i have some nice stuff on there this time. i think i need more things to show at the fundraiser. i’m considering having my dads photos printed again to try to sell. i think his would be more likely to sell than mine. i think people would rather see and buy pictures of the terminal when it was intact, compared to pics of it in ruins. oh shit i was gonna call NCCC to see if there’s any chance of me getting in the photo class. i’ll do it tomorrow.

i’ve already got a list of people going to the fundraiser. tony said he’d go, i’m making my parents go, brendan said he wanted to go so he could see my photos, i’m sure adr will go if she’s not working, and leighanne is hoping to come up as long as she gets off of work.

so no one wants to see APC with me? fine…i see how it is. i’ll go by myself.

 

i got my film. so far so good. looks like i got some pretty good shots. at least shots i’m happy with.

so i think my speakers are dead. cuz i did what brian said, and headphones work. sound card is operational. but no sound. fucking speakers. so they were free from leah, they rocked, and i want them to work again. now i gotta waste money on new speakers. ug. i can’t deal with the silence.

so my day consisted of going to see bct with jerry. we went the back way, attempted the window drop, as opposed to 2nd floor entrance. once out the window, i realized it might not be as easy as i had thought to get back in. but we didn’t worry about that hurdle til we came to it. it was a good afternoon. shitty clouds and rain became bright sunshine, so got 2 rolls of film (i could have taken more. i’m stupid, i don’t know why i never go out prepared) of hopefully nice pictures. there was a slight problem with way too many people being around. a semi truck, a dump truck, and a mail man were parked on the street. then a red pick up went by where we were parked, the guy got out, then left. another semi pulled in and turned around, and afterwards a few more cars drove by where we were parked, a guy on foot showed up then left, and then a bunch of people on what seemed like some sort of exercise tour, kept coming by.

getting back in the window. yeah that was a bit of a problem. the drop was bigger than anticipated, and the space between the ground, and the small ledge, left too big of a space between the ledge and the window sil. somehow he managed to get a foot hold on some brick and got up. i made my 2nd attempt, and thank god for long legs. i was able to get up without much help. ended up sitting in bct’s parking lot for about an hour talking – about geneseo and stuff. it was cool. took my film to get processed.

in other news, my mom was all pissy that i hadn’t told her about ozzy fest, as she called it, and showing my photos at the terminal fund raiser. um hello you were gone all weekend in quebec, and all this just happened. how do you expect me to tell you when you aren’t even home. whatever.

and in other news, leighanne and i are seriously tackling the preperations and stuff for the art show at the terminal in the spring. trying to get things tacked down and official, so we can present a plan to russell by sept 1st. we have a list of things to decide on, and everything. and russell gave me the big green light for the terminal website, said my ideas were really great, and to contact the former web guy he had to get the info russell had given him a while back. so hopefully i can get that up soon. i’ve got the site already done, just need the info for it.

i guess i’m having nachos for dinner again, cuz i dont have time or ambition to prepare anything else. sooo healthy.

and the coconut juice bars i bought at aldis are beyond tasty. i’m going to have to stock up on them. yumyum.

Ozzfest 2003

oh how i love guitars and double bass drums….ozzfest today. headed out early afternoon, arrived around 1:30. walked around the 2nd stage passed different booths they had set up. we ended up seeing the end of despwa’s set, chimera, motograter, and vovoid. we wandered around the whole time, didn’t exactly watch the 2nd stage, but we heard them. we ended up wandering to the merch tent which was set up next to the FYE autograph tent. and just in time for disturbed to be making an appearance. now the deal with the autograph tent was, you needed a wrist band to get an autograph. and to get the wrist band you had to buy that band’s cd. even if you already had it. for the extraordinary FYE prices of 18$. good money making idea, bad idea for fans. we ended up standing against a barrier next to the tent and watching the whole thing. all of disturbed came to sign stuff. then after them was korn (2 members) and zakk wylde. danielle debated buying another untouchables cd to meet korn, but figured it wouldn’t be jon davis…well it was jon…and fieldy. so we watched them for a while, then zakk came out on the other side of the tent – closer to where we were. he had a dick of a manager/entourage guy who made all of us leave. why? we were on the other side of the barrier just hanging out, not doing anything wrong. so security made everyone standing there get out. that was lovely. the whole time it was off and on sprinkling, but nothing too bad. we wandered over to the lawn section cuz there were more booths around, and by then they were letting people into seats. got our seats, sat around, it started raining really hard. well i wanted to catch some of cradle of filth’s set, so we went back out in the rain, which wasn’t that bad, to watch a min or two of their set on the 2nd stage. they had a cirque du solei type acrobat girl as part of their show. back to our seats – just in time. it fucking downpoured. the rain running off the tent was crazy. lots of soaked people. and lots of mud.

so the main stage show started with chevelle. they were ok i guess. in the middle of one of their last songs (well, it turned out to be their last), everyone turned around to watch the people who started throwing mud on the lawn. cuz people are smart. so the singer goes, turn around, the show is this way, not that way. and i guess he got pissed enough at everyone turning around to watch the mud, that they just stopped playing. he said to turn around again, then said, “fine, you’re not getting the rest of that song” and they all walked off. LOL. it was great. then some guy threatened the mud throwers with arrest. disturbed was next. i will admit that they were better this time than the first time at UB before STP. but i still do not like them. and i still do not like david’s little wrestler act on stage. and as adr said, i do not like the preacher act, calling everyone his sisters and brothers. but david did do a nice little shout out to their “fallen brother” marilyn manson, who couldn’t join us today, and how no one should be able to tell us who we can watch, and what we can listen to etc. it was funny, all sorts of people had “where the fuck is marilyn manson” shirts on. which brings me to a question. how the hell can six flags disagree with marilyn manson, and ban him from appearing on stage, but let cradle of filth play, when they have more antichristian rhetoric than manson could ever create. such hypocracy. just because they know of manson and his whole stupid image, they think he’s evil, but they got super anti christian people playing on second stage, cuz they have no clue who they are. pisses me off.

korn was after disturbed. korn fucking rocked. they played about an hour, which was expected. opened with blind, then twist, and adidas. or got the life. i dont know they order, but they also played freak on a leash, falling away from me, did my time, faget, here to stay, somebody someone, shoots and ladders, i think more than that, but i forget. jon played the bag pipes so danielle was happy, but no kilt. they just really rocked. i had so much fun.

ozzy…was ozzy. lol just like you see on tv. jumping around, throwing buckets of water, spraying hoses…shaking, looking disoriented etc. one part was really kinda sad, cuz it looked as if he had no clue where he was, or forgot the words or something. but he was good most of the time, as far as that goes. cant say what he played, i just know he played iron man, mr crowley, bark at the moon, crazy train, mama i’m coming home…and others i recognized but don’t know the names of. good show.

i love metal shows. they’re so much fun. partly because they are so cliched hahah.

now i don’t quite understand what the problem is, when leaving darien lake after a concert. how have they not figured out the correct way to do it, so you’re not sitting at a standstill in your car forever?? why have they still not paved all the concert parking area. cuz tonight, that turned into a huge problem. lots of rain = lots of mud. lots of mud = lots of cars stuck in the mud. including mine. we got to one part of the lot and we noticed the car in front of us was stuck. wheels spinning, going nowhere. we’re like fuck, we better not get stuck. but of course every car got stuck when you don’t have the momentum to keep moving cuz you gotta sit there sinking in the mud forever before the line of cars moves again. i thought i was ok, and then nope, car just wasn’t going anywhere. there were some guys standing around pushing people out of the mud. so a guy got us out, which was really nice. cuz he’s covered in mud now of course. my car…gah. it’s drenched in mud lol. we actually didn’t have too bad of a wait to get out. it was about 20 min. and the show was over and we were in the car by 9:30 lol. the wait was so much better than the STP wait which i swear was over an hour.

so home around 11, tired out. had to wash my feet, since smart me wore my sandals. i should have worn the asbestos shoes. oh well. ran into a kid from work who always takes me off my roulette game. he grabbed me and was like, we need you on blackjack. i’m like NO! hahah. i bought some earrings. managed not to spend any other money, no food, or souvenirs, or alcohol or anything. my earrings were 5 bucks.

i’m really tired. might be heading out to the terminal tomorrow afternoon with jerry. i want puddle pictures damnit! i got my case of film today, so i’m all set for another month now

another weekend at central terminal. nothing all that new to report about things actually seen. but good news about other things. first off, i’m pissed as hell at my stupid piece of shit pentax camera. 2.5 wasted rolls because the fucker won’t advance. first roll, i took maybe 10 pics, and it wouldn’t advance anymore cuz it was jammed. had to open it up, expose all those frames, start over again. that roll did finish and rewound, but i still only have half a roll. 2nd roll…never advanced. i was on picture 35 and it wasn’t stopping. stupid piece of shit. tried again with my last color roll, i really thought it was working that time. nope…and they had all my puddle pictures on it (there were nice pools of water inside with awesome reflections – took some on adr’s digi cam since my film wasn’t going to turn out). pissed. throwing that camera out. i think i might try to go back tuesday afternoon, see if i can get some puddle pictures. but we’ll see.

the good stuff. i got to talk to russel about all the things he doesn’t answer me about in email lol. the film reels. i showed him the one i took, and he seemed interested in where i found them. i said i wanted to bring the sign out to him cuz he needs to keep it before someone takes it. so i brought that out and he loved that. and i convinced him to let me do the official website. score!! while talking about doing the website, this lady over heard that i did web design, so she wants to talk to me about doing a site for her at realbuffalo.com (i think). about the real buffalo, that isn’t all snow and crime. so that’ll be really cool, and really good for me – having 2 major sites in my portfolio.

perhaps the best news, other than the website, is that russell is totally cool with doing an art show inside in the spring. he said we (brian and i) could even show/sell some of our photos of the terminal at the fundraiser on sept 20th. so i gotta figure out what ones i want printed to show, and where i can take them to mount them, and find out how we’re gonna show them. yay.

and we met jerry in person. he’s a cool guy. maybe some of his pictures turned out since mine DIDN’T lol. arg. still pissed.

gah. went to the club again. there was a band playing so there were lots more people there this time. the band was way too loud for such a small place. escaped upstairs with tony for a bit to play pool, then the band was done so went back down. it’s so great being a girl cuz i don’t have to buy myself drinks. other people buy them for me haha. it was sorta interesting. brendan is cooking me dinner on wednesday. yeah. i’m not too sure how i feel about that. but whatever. it was sorta funny cuz brendan’s uncle saw me talking to him all night, and he was like “don’t go breaking tony’s heart” ROFLMAO. i’m like yeah i’m so sure about that considering tony HAS a girlfriend and it’s not me haha.

so i went to bed sometime between 8 and 9, and got up at 4:30. i have to go to work in 2 hours. this is super

 

listening to “all that you can’t leave behind” because they played “kite” at the bar this morning, so i got the urge to listen. i was only going to listen until “kite” cuz i don’t like the rest of the cd, but i let it play on. god it’s such a boring cd…after “kite” that is. the first 5 tracks are good. the rest……how did the critics think this was u2’s 3rd masterpiece album. it’s boooooring. i’ll take “pop” over this anyday, and i only like half of “pop” too haha. this cd big time reminds me of sept 11th and that whole time period…i don’t think i’ve really listened to this or “joshua tree” since senior year. ok yeah. “peace on earth” this has gotta go. *eject* well i like “new york”, but i prefer the post sept 11th rewrite of it. fishy, maybe you know, did they release a real recording of the new lyrics on any single or anything? cuz it’s better than the first, album version.

Manson’s Six Flags Mis-Adventure
Thu Aug 7, 5:00 PM ET
By Lia Haberman

Six Flags theme park aims to thrill–to a certain point.

The amusement park has banned controversial rocker Marilyn Manson from performing at Six Flags Darien Lake on August 11 when the 2003 Ozzfest tour rolls into town, claiming his act is inappropriate for the venue.

(Shhh. Don’t tell ’em about Ozzy’s satanic past–maybe they missed the bat-chomping story?)

The shock-rocker, whose latest album, The Golden Age of Grotesque, debuted at number one in May, is considered one of the bill’s headliners, alongside the likes of Korn, Ozzy Osbourne and Voivod.

So far, Darien Lake, in upstate New York, is the only venue on the 30-city tour to nix Manson’s performance.

“Contractual agreement gives us the right to restrict artists from performing in our concert venue,” said a statement from Six Flags. “We decided to pass on the Marilyn Manson performance.”

Objections to the “Dope Show” singer’s presence are nothing new. Manson’s twisted stage shows have consistently been condemned by religious and conservative types. He was banned from performing in at least three states on Ozzfest ’97, and Courtney Love (news) ditched their joint 1999 tour midway through, dubbing his act “evil.”

Manson’s response to the local Buffalo News: “Marilyn Manson is simply too dangerous for Darien Lake.

Calls to his publicist were not returned while a message on Ozzfest’s official Website notes simply that Manson won’t be playing the Monday show outside of Buffalo.

 

 

another 8 rolls of film are online on institutional green. i have about 200 of the terminal now…it’s sorta insane. i’m definitely limiting myself on sunday. only taking my 2 remaining rolls to use with the pentax…well…maybe 3 if my new film order arrives in the mail before then. haha. but it probably won’t.

on july 2nd, i published a post where i said that metallica’s song “st anger” sucks. i’m still getting comments on it. from people saying that metallica sucks. long comments sometimes too. i’m hit #2 on google for “st anger sucks” ROFL. i guess that explains it.

anyway. left work early, since i have 6 days this week. i’ll have 6 hours overtime. nice big check to pay for everything i keep buying. and my fine that i get at court tomorrow. that’s gonna be fun.

apparently river road has been dubbed the “north tonawanda pow-mia memorial highway”. the sign says so. and what the hell is gander mountain? it’s inside the old ames on young street in tonawanda. i don’t get out much anymore. i don’t know what all this new fangled stuff is

 

what to say about court. well guess what… i got lost. but is anyone really surprised by that anymore? it’s because lockport road is the stupidest road ever. it splits off into lockport and porter, but with no signs telling you which one is which. and it turns into porter so much smoother than continuing on lockport that i just kept going and ended up realizing i was now on porter. fuck. the only good thing about me getting lost, is i generally sorta know where i am. enough to find where i want to go. so i went down some residential streets, and wound up on lockport again, and got to town hall.

2 hours later, i get 2 loud mufflers, 125$ fine, no points, no school. good thing i found 200$ today.

it was sorta comical tho. there were 2 black girls from the county jail arrested for shoplifting – hand cuffs attached to waist chain, and ankle cuffs. then there were 2 white girls, not from jail, with their father, who were in trouble for shoplifting….interesting. the white girls stole like 6$ worth of stuff from walmart. haha how lame. now they face a 1000$ fine for 6$ of something. then you could hear the judge telling everyone what their crime was – passing a red arrow on military. ha. i’m surprised i didn’t get school though. but good, cuz i didn’t want to have to go. oh the other comical thing is that they seriously would not let you in if you were wearing shorts or tank tops or halter tops. it said right on the summons letter to dress appropriately, and the things that weren’t allowed. but people still wore mini skirts, etc, and had to go home and change before being let in hahaha. retards.

so anyway. eric is coming over cuz he’s bored, and brian might come over later. tomorrow i gotta grocery shop some, laundry, and scan my negs.

working 6 days this week now. fine with me. off thurs, working the rest of the time. i’m 7-3 tomorrow so there will be no picking up the film tomorrow. not like it matters.

i hate people who don’t tip.

i really need to do some laundry. oh well.

i have nothing usefull to say.

 

so i went and did my street team assignment for Diary. Took the poster out to the falls and taped it to the railing, took a pic with the falls as a backdrop. it was hard cuz it was windy. sent it into doubleday to enter the contest. not expecting to win, but whatever. i wonder what all the tourists thought of the looney girl hanging a poster on railings, taking pics, and moving on to tape it someplace else haha. oh well.

my film scanner arrives tomorrow. i got the ups email saying so. so i guess i can’t leave my house tomorrow til it arrives. unlike the last ups package from fishy that took 3 tries to arrive haha. i also bought a 100 pack of negative sleeves since i got the 25 from ebay yesterday and they are all filled. lol. need to buy a binder and go grocery shopping before court tomorrow. need to figure out something to wear too. i have no nice clothes.

i ended up cleaning before i went to bed yesterday. cleaned the bathtub, the kitchen, vaccuumed the bathroom, hall, family room, and kitchen. put all the crap laying around every where in the garbage or in the basement. so now the apt looks decent.

work sucked. i almost snapped and told off my players the last 2 hours i was there. it was awful. it’s like…you know what, you’re not saying anything new to me, when you start saying you don’t like me cuz i keep beating you. and you saying “that’s fucking ridiculous” isn’t going to make me want to pay you. and GET A CLUE, you’re in a CASINO, which makes their money from you losing yours. you’re never going to be ahead in the long run. so why don’t you just fucking go home. but i bit my tongue, and only said a few sarcastic things to them.

almost went to the bar again, but i don’t take money to work and i knew if i came home i’d stay home. tony was going to drink cuz he had another bad day. i told him to come knock on my window if he needed to crash here, but either he didn’t, or i was that dead to the world that i didn’t hear him.

i was going to go out and finish my roll of film, but now its all dark out.

my old neighbor’s friend shot himself in the head yesterday. he’s not dead. that’s really gotta suck. but he’s not going to survive. apparently he got into some big trouble at work, possibly involving pedophilia, but no one is sure. either way, he’s just about dead.

i have a ginormous bruise on my knee and i have no idea how i got it. don’t remember getting it on saturday…

 

i’ve come to the conclusion that mt eats as many of my entries as blogger did. because i posted about the purse/bag i bought at urban outfitters in toronto, but it’s gone. i was wondering why fishy hadn’t commented on it.

our mailman is a retard. i got a poster tube in the mail, from doubleday (with my chucky p “diary” street team poster). he put it in the mail box, tho it doesn’t fit, left the mailbox door open. it was torrential downpouring. all the mail is soaking wet. BRILLIANT.

i’m a try to go and use my film now. it stopped raining.

 

i find it really funny, that i never know where i’m going when i’m trying to get someplace. even when i’ve been there before, i can’t find it again – like the first few trips to bct. this time, i attempted to go to the fatima shrine in lewiston. i thought i was going the same way we went the other day to pick up adr’s wallet, but apparently not – cuz i ended up on the reservation haha. ok i work for the seneca’s, and i know natives, but the rez is really friggen scary. the bullet holes in all the street signs..doesn’t make me feel good haha. anyway, turned around, went back towards the interstate, hoping i was on the right road now, and i’d drive by. nope. i did finally manage to find it LOL. it’s nice, quiet. there were 2 small chapels in the main church i wanted to photo, but there was a lady praying in one so i figured that was a bad idea. but i used up my roll, took them in to get processed. they’ll be done tomorrow, but dunno when my scanner is supposed to arrive. hopefully by the end of the week.

someone lost a cell phone in my car. i’m going to assume it’s adrs, but who knows. i found it under the passenger seat when my film all rolled underneath.

the parents aren’t going to the tour with me sunday cuz they’re going to quebec. nice of them to let me know haha. i guess i’ll be going alone, since SOMEONE *ahembrian* prolly isn’t going, and no one else is free that day. but that’s ok. i’m gonna try out the lens brian gave me, with my remaining 2 rolls of film. someone on ebay needs to sell me another case of film. soon. haha