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Frustration

I woke up at 6:30 this morning so that I could get an early start on developing and printing at NESOP. Much to my dismay, the guy at NESOP said that since I'm a workshop student, I can't use the darkroom until 5PM!!! So here I am, in the BU computer room with nothing to do. I told Nathan, the kid I met at north station, that I might be able to jam today. But he lives in Winchester....I suppose I could go. ARG!!! What a pain. I'll update later with some observations on photography in Lawrence.



Life is passing me by

I've spent my whole night (more or less) "surfing the web", particularly Bad Astronomy, dedicated to nitpicking movies, TV, news, and misconception related to astronomy (and some physics). Is it possible for me to be a bigger geek? I really should be doing other things, like making friends, doing my photography assignment, or something else important. It's come to my attention that there is not a single school in this country dedicated to educating pimps. As a result, I'm beginning the tedious job of establishing the first Pimp University in the United States of America. I appreciate any feedback on this arduous task.


Interpret my dream.

I had a strange dream last night. I think I was sitting next to a pool, and a boy walked up near me, pulled out a gun, and shot himself in the head before I had a chance to stop him. Later, I learned that he had witnessed the death of someone very close to him, leading him to suicide, apparently. My memory of the rest of the dream is hazy, but I think someone was chasing after me, and I remember some kind of van.... The chasing was going on as I was uncovering this boy's story. I wish I could remember more. Or do I? Weird, huh?