Tonight I did another photo shoot with my friends. They are still great. We went to this random wall on the side of a 7-11. The lighting was good, and the backdrop great. There was urine on the wall, so I didn't make my friends get too close. People kept stopping and staring. Did it actually look professional? Some guys asked what it was for. I told them a magazine. They asked which one and I said, "No, not really, but it sounds better." We took pictures until my battery died.
My friends came back and we stayed up talking. It is now 3:17 AM. I have work at 5:30 AM. I'll be staying up.
In a nice set of cirumstances we moved my my bed fame, box spring and comforter from my room to the vacant room downstairs, so I am now sitting in vacant room, comfortable, but not too comfortable (I don't want to fall asleep at this point), listening to Imogen Heap. Good.
I got the album today and also My Morning Jacket, Amos Lee, Pretty Girls Make Graves (trendy indie pic of the day), and Sigur Ros. Much needed new music.
Music, friends, pictures. All my favorite things. Good day.
The picture above is from the picnic, which is a favorite as well.
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