I don't claim to be a photographer, but something i love in this world is going to graveyards and taking pictures (and posting them for no one to look through), and getting lots of pictures of feral cats on tombs and under grave slabs, hoping to get a picture of a ghost someday, or at least, just getting really awesome spooky pictures. maybe someday i will make a coffeetable book, hell i dont know.
in may i was in paris, and there are at least three lovely and huge graveyards there... i think i discovered something - (other than a family of kittens living in a grave) LOL SEPULCHERS.
Tired Sepulcher: hates it when you say yawning is contagious.
Fradey-Sepulcher: look, you just scared him half to death.
Cheerful Sepulcher: if he knew you were coming he'd have baked a cake.
i cant believe i dont have anything to rant about right now. i could think of something, but, A: it wouldnt be right if i dont write about it when im actually preoccupied with it/angry about it/losing my will to live over it. and B: i cant be bothered. im sure i will come up with something to go on about by day's end. probably after a glass of wine.