Nachofication

Computer now can read RAW files so i no longer shoot in both jpeg and RAW but now i’m too lazy to compress  my files so I can’t upload my pics from the farm today

dinner/movie date. i am socially awkward in situations like this so i’m so nervous i’ve been nauseous all day.

I just said the following words, about relationships, to a friend:

I don’t want “serious,” but I would like some sort of handshake on being monogamous and fun.

Sometimes I’m really great at expressing myself. It’s usually only in front of a mirror or an audience of one.

Get home after taking my last final of the semester: 

I AM SO EXCITED I CAN SIT IN BED ALL DAY EVERY DAY AND I’M GOING TO WATCH TV UNTIL I GIVE MYSELF AN OCULAR MIGRAINE AND EAT BAD  FOOD AND ENJOY NOT HAVING RESPONSIBILITIES

Five hours later:

I’m tired of watching tv and have seen all the internet has to provide for the day and there are no snacks in this house.

I am still alive and Bumper Man never saw my car.

also, i did so well on my econ final, I nearly raised my grade a whole letter. too bad i was still 3 points away from a B.

But more importantly. I am done. IT IS SUMMER. Watch ALL the television

Sitting my my car waiting to give the guy I touched bumpers (non sexual. I literally touched bumpers of cars and took off some of his paint) with his touch up paint and I’m afraid he’s gonna murder me or take my license plate down and scam me. I’m more afraid of the latter.

and that tricky bitch is striking fear into me that I can’t even do THAT.

Curve?