Ann-Marie told the best joke yesterday. "You should update your blog." (Or something like that.) And that made me laugh. She's one to talk, she hardly updates her own blog.
But, I thought I'd write a small post today, to tell you about my activities yesterday (Friday) and on Wednesday.
Heidi asked me early this week if we should do something together, and we agreed on photosafari by Nitelva on Wednesday. I was looking forward to it, because I haven't been serious about taking photos in a long long long time, and thought I'd really put my heart into it this time.
When I picked up my scarf to get ready to leave, I managed to knock over my camera bag and it rolled off the counted in the hall and on to the floor. I didn't check the camera before I left, it has been knocked down and come away alive before. I went to pick up Heidi in Lillestrøm, we drove to Nitelva, parked, and I was packing up my camera. And then I see it. The damn focus part of the lens was crooked, like 1cm difference in height from one side to the other. It would not focus, and the zoom was hard. Heidi and I tried to fix it, but we couldn't. So I trotted after Heidi, occasionally taking pictures with my phone camera. This didn't ruin my day though, because once Heidi was satisfied with her pictures, we went to her place and played Tekken Tag and had lunch/dinner when her boyfriend came home from work.
When I got home, dad looked at my camera. He dared to be a bit more forceful and managed to force the focus back to equal height, and then back into the tracks so it could go around. The lens isn't what it used to be, it's a bit slower, but it works. And that's all that matters to me, it is my best lens.
Yesterday I was at X-factor. Tine's sister works for TV2 and she got 6 free tickets. So Tine, Ann-Marie, me and a relative or something of Tine's were there. There were a couple of other people who were supposed to come too, but they ran into some issues and couldn't come. But we had fun, there were some okay performances, and some good. But I can't for the life of me understand what's so bloody awesome about this Tommy person. "Oh, he's so cute! Oh, he's such a great singer! Oh, marry me, Tommy!" First of all, he is not cute. The song he performed was boring. I couldn't remember his performance afterwards. Which means my thoughts strayed and like one of the judges said on Idol once upon a time, thought about what to have for dinner instead of the song. Though I didn't think of dinner, but some other boring thoughts. If you have to concentrate to catch the song, it's not a good performance.
Anyway. Ann-Marie, you probably know all of this by now, but at least I posted something :P
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