I spurt forth apologies.

I have missed yet another Polaroid Tuesday. I am utterly sorry. My heart quakes at my ineptitude. I have been busy (sporadically, mixed with a depressed mood and general lack of motivation). My photography class is winding down and I have been busy trying to cram all of the things I can cram into my ever quickening loss of darkroom privledges. It makes me incredibly unhappy to think soon enough I will not have the darkroom at my beck and call. I want a darkroom more than I want a rabbit (gasp).
It is late. It is late and my body is so sleepy it is restless. I want to sleep but I just toss and turn. I think of all things at once. I think too much. Oh do I ever think to much.
I got a new book yesterday. It is Candy: A Novel of Love and Addiction by Luke Davies. Josh and I had watched the movie, based from the book, a week or so ago and I got online and found it on Amazon.com and drooled over it. Yesterday when I got home from the darkroom it was on the coffee table. Josh bought it for me. Beautiful.
As I was working in the darkroom yesterday one of my film rolls slipped off the reel while I was processing it and was ruined. All those bits of time, captured, gone. Today I have to go to sleep soon, so I can get up soon and take more pictures. Yesterday my little dog went with me to capture images. I tried to get her to model for me but she is uncooperative. She does what she wants. We ate Burger King in the sunshine and dandelions.