As is required by international galactic amateur photography law, here is a self-portrait taken with my new camera. I took this last night to try out my new (cheap) fast lens
It’s a little bit the terrifying climax of a sci-fi movie, right? Like I’m some creepy Camera-droid? The Hero suddenly wheels around on his bi-racial girlfriend, (whom he’s been frenching very publicly at all the dive-y space cantinas on their intergalactic road trip), and rips off her face to reveal she is one of them! A Camera Robot!
“No baby! Not you, too! I thought we were going to stop all of these generic self-portraits!”
But hello! Of course I’ve developed feelings for this puny human. So I’m all…
“BeeBooBopBeeBooBop…I…LOVE…YOU…HUMAN.”
Right?! This picture looks just like that, right?! Wait…no?
Sorry. I’ll take some better pictures this weekend.
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*sigh* The picture is nice and all, and so is the camera but all I can think about is, “I wish I had hair like yours!”, instead of this mess I was born with (or grew into, rather. My hair was great until puberty screwed things up.)