I was reminded tonight by this post on Dooce.com that I promised a photograph of my bruise. Well, now, it's Friday night, I've a big essay to write, I've had something to drink, and I've discovered...
...it's REALLY DIFFICULT to take photographs of the inside of your own arm. Especially when the batteries of your camera are running out. For example:
1. Don't wear a top that you stole from your sister last time you were home in Dublin and you know she'll start yelling at you when she sees it on the internet and realises it's gone:
2. Don't hastily change top, then try to use a flash in the mirror, cos that's just not going to work:
3. Don't be wearing your pygamas while trying to take a photograph you're going to photograph for the world to see:
Sigh. It's been a long week. And I've lost some blood, people.
...it's REALLY DIFFICULT to take photographs of the inside of your own arm. Especially when the batteries of your camera are running out. For example:
1. Don't wear a top that you stole from your sister last time you were home in Dublin and you know she'll start yelling at you when she sees it on the internet and realises it's gone:
2. Don't hastily change top, then try to use a flash in the mirror, cos that's just not going to work:
3. Don't be wearing your pygamas while trying to take a photograph you're going to photograph for the world to see:
Sigh. It's been a long week. And I've lost some blood, people.