I have decided I want to revisit the Homosassa Springs Wildlife Park. One of these days that is, since my car would die on the first leg of the trip I'm sure. Not that it is extremely far but far enough I suppose, two or three hours I think it is. Anyway, I went once when I was a few years younger, like eleven or twelve. That place was beautiful and awesome. Especially being in the fishbowl (that is what they really named their underwater observatory, go figure) and looking at the manatees. I would love to take my Polaroid cameras in there and go crazy. Especially since I just checked out an updated version of their page on the Florida State Parks website and they've added red wolves to the park. Admission is only $9.00, how awesomely cheap is that? Then again, compared to the gas I would have to put in the car to get there... admission better be cheap. (I'll stop updating this now, I swear.)
* * * Monday Update:
Got a call this morning, bossman needed me to come in to his store and fill in as a photo tech since he apparently did not have one scheduled or she called out sick? Don't know, not surprised, and frankly, I had a feeling someone would call this morning... not to mention I did not feel all that hot this morning and had one hell of a night last night trying to sleep - no matter what, I was uncomfortable and despite the air being on and a fan going in my room, I felt like I was burning up. Needless to say I'm not sick and no longer feel like that but goodness! I toss and turn habitually but I think I broke some kind of record there and kept waking up every two or three hours.
As usual, our rainy season is upon us not that I mind much because I love the rain but alas, today not so much. Dad took the car this morning to run some errands and dropped me off at work, however as I exited the car and went to shut the door, I had a feeling it wasn't going to close all the way so I caught hold of it and hooked a finger between the open window and the doorframe. Not a good idea as the rain decided to really come down then so dad started to put up the window and needless to say, the ring finger on my left hand was caught in the window and OUCH! does not even compare to the obscenities flying out of my mouth. My finger turned red and purple and a chunk of skin hung in a flap off my finger - it wasn't pretty. I cursed and stomped my feet not to mention the murderous thoughts flitting through my head as I glared my father. I thought he broke my damn finger, it hurt so bad! It still hurts in fact but its just red now with skin missing.
And it was I was just frazzled at work. Kristin do this. Kristin do that. Apparently I'm the only one dependable and capable enough of doing anything. (I'm still in a black mood from my finger apparently...) I should be a manager instead and get manager's pay for what I do. Anyway, it wasn't that bad really but still, the one day to come back and play photo tech wasn't what I thought it would be. I was either terribly bored or terribly busy. But I'm home now and likely to submit another deviation then lose myself in a book. Or fall asleep. I feel like taking a nap but then I'll be up all night and I have to work tomorrow. This was a lame update too -- mostly just to rant about my finger and the misery that resulted from my idiocy. That and I thought it would be easier to update this so I could leave up the lovely set of features, another of which will come soon, likely this weekend when I'm free from work.
(Oh and I love the Kings of Leon, why oh why am I the last to discover good music? Of course nothing compares to Led Zeppelin or Elivs Presley or Bob Marley but the Kings of Leon are good in their own right, better than a lot of the crap on the radio nowadays.)
* * * Well, I finally went through the remaining deviations from all those that I watch and that's cleaned up. Went through all the remaining journals too, and only left the ones where one of my Polaroids was featured because I need to thank the journal-authors' for those features. Still have quite a few comments and replies to wade through and of course, I am reluctant to go through the activity messages on here because ugh, I really should clean that up before submitting any more deviations but I can't help myself - I'm trying to get through all the "I went crazy in the driveway/alley" Polaroids so I can get to the Polaroids of the park nearby that I never knew existed in the city of St. Pete. Oh, and I still have Time Zero sets that haven't been scanned in or posted yet (the Ft. Desoto Dune ones, the Animal Sanctuary Horse ones) and of course I did not share with you all my Polaroids from the Flickr Spring 'Roid week that I participated in (the first one is up, but the rest are not). So lots and lots to bombard you all with but I'm trying to keep it to one or two a day so as not to overwhelm you all.
The training is going good so far for the promotion I got. Basically the manager of the store I'm training at said he would hire me if a position was available in his store, which is awesome and means I'm doing well since all I've done is learn rather than actually do. So that's good.
We're settled into the new house. Everyone else is pretty much unpacked and organized while I'm not because I've been working so much lately that I come home, eat dinner, do laundry, and fall asleep sometime between 8-10pm. So today I'm going to hopefully accomplish something in my room as well as watch the Belmont on tv. I'm rooting for Mine That Bird and Calvin Borel since Rachel Alexandra isn't running today.
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many thanks
looks nice with the others
appreciate you thinking of me
best
rest
no test
no mess
no fuss
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the last shot
in the wake of an eye
gone as fast as the blue passes to night
and the gates swing back
to their final resting place
shut tight
like the final final at closing time
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Thank you for the feature!
Have a wonderful Summer.
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thanks for the feature.
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"They're illusions. A trick is something a whore does for money--or candy."--RIP arrested development.
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