237/365
I went to the fair today. It was not very good & I should have gone with my initial instinct & saved it for another day. I was having a really bad mental health day & had to force myself to go. As it turns out I started my period at the fair. Fantastic. I should've fucking known.
So I was just really not into the whole thing & barely took any photographs (no film at all). Mostly I shot macros of flowers because I enjoy that. I love dahlia's & shot about 6 or 7 varieties.
E was going to meet me there later but he's got his eyes on a new lady so you know how that is, he's a little preoccupied. I'm happy for him, so it was OK.
Everything went up in price so I was only able to get a Pronto Pup instead of the usual giant corn dog. And I didn't go to the butterfly house because it was too crowded. Obviously I went to the photobooth. No funnel cake because I ran out of money.

The day could've been awesome, despite the money factor, if not for the fucking menses. Fuck being a lady who bleeds. I'm so over it.


I took myself to the movies last Friday to see Hamlet 2. I adore Steve Coogan so much.

[Cut huge diatribe about money.]

I don't think I have anything else to report.