I had a dream last night that I found the remote to my T.V. It was the best dream ever.

So... I dropped my camera.. and what a very broken camera it is now.
My photography is in SO much trouble now. Uh oh.

My camera is getting dusty. I feel so guilty.

I was sitting in my little Utahan igloo when I realised it was Sunday. And I started thinking... "Hey man, where's the sun?! It's Sunday, eh?" Tsk. The world has failed. So I sit and shiver and wait for the sun to come out and thaw me. I am so eloquent. You know, I really like the spell check, cuz I just spelled eloquent wrong and you guys would of thought I was silly or something.
I've got lots of stuff to complain about. I could make a list about these certain sucking aspects of my life, even check it twice, but then Santa would kick my ass. So I will not complain, because that would just be rude, no? So this particular journal entry will be just special for you to complain to the Bafrigginzillion (that's really cool to say fast!!). If you want. Don't have to. I am a stranger. I could be looking through your window right....NOW!!!!!1

....okay, I'm sorry, I'm having one of those weird days...

I think I have Borderline Personality Disorder... or maybe I'm just a hypochondriac.