The Black Will Be White, And The White Will Be Black, But The Blues Are Still Blue

I dislike photographers. they think they're so cool and that they're unique and brilliant, and so few of them are. that's the thing about photography, it doesn't take any skill, you just have to have good ideas. there are a few tricks to learn, but the process of actually taking a picture doesn't take any expertise, just point and shoot. and it's so simple to take good pictures of people, just get really close to them and put them at the bottom right hand of the screen, and tell them to look off into the distance to the left. make it black and white and now you're an artist. and it's lame that people spend all their money on expensive cameras when they've never even taken a roll of film before in their life. i just wish i didn't find photography so fun. i'm just sick of all the phonies.
i need to force myself to read. i like it so much, but it's so much easier to play a video game, and i just gotta stop myself.
blah, i don't have anything much to say, i just didn't want to forget the title to the blog entry by the time i was actually gonna have something to say.
hanging out with darya was rad, i just wish i wasn't so awkward sometimes. i did learn a new card game called the lemon which is awesome and is a two player game, which there aren't many of. we watched deathproof, which was the Quentin Tarentino movie that was in grindhouse. the beginning story was good, but the story about the girls getting the car and ditching their cheerleader friend with a rapist was so dumb. so really, only the first half was interesting. i got such a bad sunburn hanging out at the beach with her. it's still red, but luckily the pain went away today. mmmm melenoma.