Day 7: Sarah enjoys a PBR
Or possibly Sara. I met her briefly last night on my way out of the Open Mic because I was ex-goddamn-hausted.
(Why was I ex-goddamh-hausted, you ask? Well, it was Wednesday, which means that I had to go to my weekly staff meeting for work, which means that I needed to be dressed and out the door at like 8:15, which means I needed to move my daily workout back an hour. And I was planning to spend the evening in a non-picture-taking context, although those plans ended up falling through, so I wanted to move it back even further so I could take some shots before the meeting. And since I was planning to get up so early, I went to bed a bit earlier than normal, which meant I wasn't deeply asleep when my upstairs neighbor's alarm went off and couldn't get back to sleep 15 minutes later when she finally turned it the hell off. So, long story short, I'd been up since about 3:30am)
Anyway, Sarah thought I was someone else at first, but when she figured out that I was me and not him, we chatted a bit and discovered that she really liked the pictures I took of Patrice a couple weeks ago.
Day 7: Sarah enjoys a PBR
Or possibly Sara. I met her briefly last night on my way out of the Open Mic because I was ex-goddamn-hausted.
(Why was I ex-goddamh-hausted, you ask? Well, it was Wednesday, which means that I had to go to my weekly staff meeting for work, which means that I needed to be dressed and out the door at like 8:15, which means I needed to move my daily workout back an hour. And I was planning to spend the evening in a non-picture-taking context, although those plans ended up falling through, so I wanted to move it back even further so I could take some shots before the meeting. And since I was planning to get up so early, I went to bed a bit earlier than normal, which meant I wasn't deeply asleep when my upstairs neighbor's alarm went off and couldn't get back to sleep 15 minutes later when she finally turned it the hell off. So, long story short, I'd been up since about 3:30am)
Anyway, Sarah thought I was someone else at first, but when she figured out that I was me and not him, we chatted a bit and discovered that she really liked the pictures I took of Patrice a couple weeks ago.