life without a plot

Ghastly Easter 'art' aside.


I did manage a morning run, and although my muscles certainly protested for the first kilometer or two & I'm a little sore now, I did my usual rounds and only had to take a brief breathing break after an hour, which isn't bad, all things considered. All things here mostly being a five months break where little happened in the way of fitness except biking to and from work, and the weekly belly-dancing class.


Shopped for groceries and last-minute Easter eggs (cf. entry below), dropped by at work for an hour so that M. could have a lunch break, took some photos, kind of uninspiredly and frustrated. I either need to change my motives, or... something. I love the camera, the way it can focus, etc., but I'm not really happy with the lens. (My fault, of course, for not getting better informed before I bought it. Stupid.) I've always liked to photograph houses, windows, doors - things with clear lines and right angles - and the distortion (especially the pin-cushion distortion from the zoom) that makes it almost impossible to get a straight horizontal or vertical line unless it goes through the center or very near it, drives me kind of crazy. I knew (not always, but often enough) how to work around the Canon's occasional tilted lines with composition, whereas this... ::helpless shrug:: And I can't fix it digitally, because I don't have Photoshop, and at that price of only a little less than the camera I'm really not likely to get it anytime soon. Unless I win the lottery or meet someone who has the Mac version and lets me copy it. Times like these I think I was insane & had no business buying that kind of camera when I knew way, way too little about the technical aspects, and my photos suck, and woe is me, fit of self-pity. Ahem.


Watched another two episodes of Torchwood - TKKS and Random Shoes, the latter of which I still really love, I don't care what everyone says. I guess part of what I like so much about the show is how it combines SF elements and hard existentialist themes with characters that are very normal, very human, not larger than life; who love and hurt and grief and fuck up in believable human ways. (I once complained about the [IMO] style-over-substance aesthetization in Farscape, Aeryn always suffering so prettily, or rather exquisitely beautifully. I remembered that again when watching Cyberwoman, and all the raw emotion there.)