Thursday, December 17, 2009

Photo Phobia


So it appears that the only way you can get me to stand still for the camera is to ply me with alot of alcohol, and make it a flat outing.

Susan is wonderwoman and got a grade worth celebrating for her masters, so 2 bottles of bubbles later and it was a trip to the PORNO DAIRY (sports the biggest selection of porno in Sandringham) for scorched almonds, because after 2 bottles of bubbles in fairly short order this seemed like a good idea at the time.

Why is it though that we are all so afraid to see ourselves caught on film? I have always been this way, a shy shrinking violet emerges as soon as anyone breaks a camera from it's case. With Xmas looming on the horizon i know it will be impossible to avoid the mandatory "stand over there and look happy" portraits. Argh.

And the invention of the 2.5LCD screen attached to the camera only means that i can IMMEDIATELY see the finished product. What happened to the "olden days" where you had to wait for someone to develop a film, and you could at least live in denial for a week about the effects of all that Pavlova and Bubbles.

Perhaps i can consume the required amount of Lindauer before we go to lunch... it will be my secret weapon. One I am sure has been used much in the past.

Happy holidays everyone. Merry Christmas. There is a reason for the season and all that.
Love (hic) N.




P.s. oh the progression of the goals?
Since last week I said goodbye to another kilo of fat. So now at 116.8
There has been more drinking than exercise, but kinda made up for it a wee bit by biking to work this morning.
Yep. That's about it.

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