My day was goo ooo ood.
I had my photography class from 9-12, came home for a bite to eat and then went out to work on my six picture panoramic assignment.
I drove out of the city, found some cows and started shooting. They were all very well behaved until they saw the camera. That’s when they started shooting liquid by the gallon out of their butts, and walking away. ( I think they were having a ‘Who IS That Girl?’ meeting. )
After realizing the level of difficulty involved in this project I decided to go home and get my stuff ready to make photograms.
After gathering all my junk, I went to the University to do my lab, and ran into two friends that I haven’t seen in ages. Jeff and Jason. They’re going to Portugal in 11 days for a month. Jase’s plane ticket cost him a total of $150, and Jeff’s $50. Apparently it is who you know that counts. They were obviously shocked to hear me say I was there because I had class, and doubly so, when they saw my excitement to get into that stinky little darkroom.
Three hours later I left the University, came home to pick up my camera and drove around in hopes of finding a subject that wouldn’t pee or moo at me.
I failed and decided to go get some food from Burger King. While I was there I figured that I may as well take the minimum of six shots since I have to develop my film tomorrow, and it was still half empty.
After I was filled with my veggie-whopper with cheese no pickle or onion and everyone in the restaurant was calling me “trigger happy”, I headed back to the cows.
It went a lot smoother the second time around as the cows were too busy eating or sleeping to give a damn that I was there. It also came in handy that I was deeper in the ditch, because people couldn’t see me well enough to waste their time honking and giving me and the cows simultaneous heart-attacks.
After getting my fill of two rounds of cow, I came home to read all about the interesting world of developing negatives, and complain that my knees hurt from all the walking I’ve done during the last two days.
Then I drove back down to the University to find somewhere that I can park, come the morrow.
The end.