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just got back from a trip to nani's (grannie's) and stopped at the airport today to pick up my case of slides and negs. this thing went missing and had ALL of my photos in it!!! it if were gone i would have been soooooo fucked, ending my career and dooming me to a life of poverty and depression. when i got home and realized it was missing i panicked but then thought that any item left in an airport these days wouldn't lie around forever and end up stolen or trashed. it would be spotted and investigated by a bomb expert or something. so i called the airport and was able to track it down. but today the thing i feel really relieved about is that it was my mom's fault it was left behind and not mine. she left it in my wheelchair when i got in the car and i thought maybe i'd put it down at the baggage claim when i got up to hug my mommy. you see i have to admit that i've had a history of not handling my shit very well before and it is NOT a good thing for a professional photographer! i have gotten a lot better but still feel sometimes like i might be too much of a fuck up to do this. this was one of those times but good news, now i feel better.

bad news, looks like six more weeks on the couch. time to watch another episode of six feet under. i'm finally catching up on tv and movies, and i guess that's good in some ways. last week i saw batman returns, the notebook, black rain, and a few episodes of six feet under. good stuff. the notebook is the most beautiful love story. not like i'm into sappy movies... for instance those before sunrise or into the sunset movies. but the notebook was so well done, and yeah it just really did it for me. don't forget your tissues.