28th August, 2007 (8:03 am)
The Bit About Photography (8)
Say someone was craptacularly bad at photography but really wanted to get a bit better and stop using their equally craptastic point ‘n’ shoot, what kind of starter/modestly priced/easy-to-use camera and/or kit would you recommend for them starting out?
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21st May, 2007 (7:47 pm)
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25th April, 2007 (8:28 am)
The Bit With The Psychology (5)
I found this on Charlotte’s LJ and it pigued my interest enough to break my unspoken vow against memes and share it with you. The questions are in italics, and my responses beneath. Apparently, I love my husband and son, have few emotional problems, my attitude is broken (wtf?) and have a huuuuge sex drive that I refuse to act on. Want to see how I got to that? Read on!
1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. With who?
M and S. (And shouldn’t it be ‘whom’?)
2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal.
Ooh! A dog.
3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
He runs about a bit, makes S laugh a bit, we pet his head, maybe throw him a stick or a ball, and then he runs off again.
4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. Describe it.
You know, I’m not sure that my dream house could be found in a bloody woods. But for the sake of pressing on, it would be warm and bright and full of natural light. It wouldn’t been massive, but it would be big enough to have a spare bedroom or two and a big, warm kitchen with a table and chairs and maybe a small nook. I’ve always wanted a kitchen big enough to have somewhere to relax in!
5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
I don’t think so, no.
6. You enter the house. You walk in to the dining room and see the dining room table. What do you see on AND around it?
The table’s on a big squishy rug. On the table itself is nothing other than maybe a fruit bowl. The table’s pretty though - big and worn and you can see the wood grain. :)
7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?
A teacup. I love tea, me.
8. What do you do with the cup?
You know, I think it’s broken - why else would it be on the ground?! I’ll leave it there.
9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What kind of body of water is it?
A big, still, deep lake.
10. How will you cross the water?
We’d have a hunt for a bridge. It’s too big to cross and S can’t swim, we’ll just not cross it!
Ready to find out what my answers say about me? AM I MENTAL!?
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7th February, 2007 (11:14 pm)
The Day With The Forecasted Snow (8)
I tell you, no country on earth knows how to panic unduly like the UK. We have a few inches of snow forecast and it’s a feckin’ state of emergency.
In the proposed black spots - one of which I currently reside in - we’re being warned by sombre weather-people not to venture out tomorrow unless absolutely necessary. Since I find few things necessary, like alone with an absolute, this is unlikely to be a problem for me.
Thirty years old and still praying for a snow day. Christ.
And I bet it rains instead.
Oh, and guess what popped into my Inbox today? A (albeit partial) refund from the Martini Lounge. Big love to everyone who jumped on the bandwagon and supported us. Let us never underestimate the collective herculean power of irate women.
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