When you say nothing at all… (*sing*)
I suddenly feel an urge to write something here. Not because I am done with work (there are 4 cases lying on my desk and looking intense so I am pretending they are not there), not because I finished a second pack of paper tissues today and I know I have to go buy some more (I am the expert in procrastination), not even because of that antiflu drink I’ve just had 2 minutes ago and not because I decided to skip yoga class tonight (trying to breathe with the cold… I don’t think so). It’s the end of work day, it’s Thursday, I have a free evening and I have a fun weekend planned ahead of me. And I feel great (despite the cold). Ok, now the truth is I have nothing to write about. Nada. Niente. (*sad*)
So I am just gonna let you know what an awesome photographer I am/was.
This is the letter I got today in my Flickr email. I absolutely forgot that 3 years ago I took a picture with a crooked horizon and had a nerve to upload it to Flickr and even tag it (shocking, I know) with #National Galery of Art tag. And now the picture is on some live map for others to see. I am the greatest crappy photographer in the wide world web. (Shush you there, telling me all this picture picking business was computer generated. Let me enjoy my 0.0005 seconds of fame).
OK, now I am off to buy more paper tissues.
