You wouldn't believe my day. I started by madly cleaning the toilets in my home. I progressed to shooting 2nd graders performing in a wax museum. I moved from there to an Ashe county funeral home where I shot some girl named Twigglet (escorted by her boyfriend, Astrid) dressed as a vampire stuffed into a coffin. On my way home, I shot these cool buffalo hanging out on a farm along Hwy 221. Now, I'm listening to 8 teenagers eat their way through my pantry...oh, I forgot, I shot swans on a lake too...
Told you. I'm feeling existential--I mean, is this what it is like to be a human in the world?
Please, is it just me or was my day unusual?
Thanx.
