So at one point and time I was under the impression that I would have time to write. Haha, that was a silly notion. Between free* daily time-intensive meals, a free** Strokes concert in Turin, gelato that exceeds the definition of expensive*** but requires extensive biophysical processes (or something), and a photojournalism class that involved me selling my soul to photoshop****, I have...the following:
(1) No time.
(2) Not very much €€€.
*plus $500 lab fee for cooking class (wait a minute, I don't even like to cook...but I loooove food).
**plus $100 round trip train ticket (same as above, only with the Strokes and concerts).
***more than I can afford.
****15 hours of mandatory photography lab a week...and in the meantime reaching peak photoshop proficiency. see below. I have succeeded in transforming an ordinary black umbrella into one that boasts EVERY COLOR OF THE VISIBLE SPECTRUM. I am a photoshop prodigy, or else a complete loser
*****because five is an excellent number, and one that exudes finality...
