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About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.

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2002-08-26

:: <19:53> Life <comment 2>

An escalator

I took my phonetics test today. I hope that I made it. I’m not sure yet so I’ll wait a little bit before I return the books to Watty.

Before the test, I ate some pasta (yum) and then just wandered around aimlessly with my camera. I’m still horrible at street photography, as I just can’t pick up the camera and aim it at some stranger. It’s some kind of mental block. I could sit quite far away and use the zoom, but there are few places where I can sit comfortable doing that.

As reported in the fragments to the left, the Tegan and Sara (thanks Rannie for pointing in the right direction) record arrived. I’m still amazed over the short time it took for it to get here. The record, by the way, rocks. The lyric sheet was printed on a very nice paper to boot.



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