and my dog keeps giving me dirty looks.

I am begining to think that putting together a decent portfolio, with 12 images or less of exceptional (not just “ok” or even “great”) photos, is right up there with o- chem 2 and physics with calculus.

I cannot get a decent headshot. I am thinking that I should give up on my  head and just photoshop it out of every closeup. I have a rather nice neck though. It would be very 19th century. A timeless look…and with photoshop, it will be 100% bloodless. A clean crop.  Wah lah, may I introduce to you, the head”less”shot. Just use your imagination and think about what could have been.

I am going to fuck off this photography for a while and focus on cleaning my room. This is a task which I have been avoiding on accident for weeks now due to my hectic shooting schedule: pulling clothes from rack, tossing them on the floor, blowing my nose into them… tossing them back on the floor.

I have no maid. No money for maid (let alone a decent headshot). The poor toilet hasn’t had an intimate encounter with a sponge in weeks. Imagine if I had children to look after…heck, my dog is barely surviving this. I have a husband, and he has world of warcraft. So bascially, I am fucked.

I am gonna go scrub away the film of scum that has accumulated over everything in this apartment.

xx

cl