P went to New York for an interview yesterday and took masses of blurry photos to show me.("It was at night! very hard to take photos one") Being the person he is, all the photos are titled "some buliding/street/lights (#)" ("Or else what should I call them?") Upon viewing, I thought that "some buliding 9-12" looks decidedly familiar. A short search came up with this page, which shows the same buliding in similar blurred conditions. Abject photography skills aside, at least this guy knows what he's photographing. Unlike my doofus here *fond but exasperated look* What kind of guy comes away from photographing the Empire State Buliding thinking he just photographed "some sharp buliding"? Like my mom said, one very unique guy.
Other news includes the fact that I finished the main text of my dissertation. (Family and boyfriend does the hula dance of joy. No more abrupt mood swings! ceaseless whinings! incessant demands for cravings/complete silence/watever due to writer's blocks or mental trauma!) Then again, there's still menial work of footnotes and bilio, plus a long list of non-thesis-related stuff....
Still, we should always be thankful for little blessings...
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