Am now unhealthily obsessed with photographic works of Keith Carter. How does he do it? Hoooowwwww?? ::launches self off cliff::

Meanwhile, all goes generally well. I'm shocked at how strange it feels to be shooting b&w, despite the fact that black and white has been the majority of what I've shot within the last age. I guess Santa Fe is just a "color" city. Wah. Someday soon, I'm going to crack and rebel and shoot nothing but color, color, color and defenestrate* anyone that tries to stop me.

* defenestrate: one of my favourite words, meaning "to hurl out of a window"

Over past 24 hours, have met and befriended two people in high tech fields, including a guy with ties to Lucasfilm and/or Pixar, and a woman that works at Adobe. W00t to the 00t. Also, am quite shocked to see that I am not the youngest person in class, as I had expected. Unsettling. Oh well.

Finished Bridget Jones and am 3/4 finished with sequel. References to Colin Firth in wet t-shirt conjure v. happy memories of watching "Pride and Prejudice" in Anglophilia Club. Mmm. Now aching with every sinew of my body for Friday night, when I--flanked by seven thousand tiny children--will descend as one upon Borders and claw our way to a copy of the fifth Harry Potter. When conversing with Nancy at Borders the other day (before the X2-fest), she informed me that they had received their shipment that day, but all were forbidden a glimpse of what's between the covers. What willpower!

As I was unable to go into detail about our X2-fest the other day, I suppose I should at least mention the New Word Marcelina and I coined. We're quite pleased with it.

schnooglebamf.
or if you prefer,
bamfenschnoogle.
This is a word coined to describe the act of Alan Cumming... or Nightcrawler, whatever... giving someone (i.e., us) a big hug and bamfing us away. Whee! The thought makes us very happy, as Alan Cumming quite schnoogleworthy.

Tra-la!

And that's pretty much it for now.