This is my new camera.
...or in other words, my new lover.
My fingers dance along its smooth body as I figure out which buttons to push to make both of us oh so happy.
I learn more about it everyday, as it is complex enough to make me work but gorgeously simple enough that I have full confidence of cracking every combination and hidden setting...
(oh yeah, right there...)
What does this mean?
No one is safe.
Prepare to have a blog overloaded by pictures.
Well, sometimes.
A girl has to keep her old lovers happy too (as in, the keyboard. You have to remember who's been good to you).
1 comment:
poetry my dear. absolute poetry.
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