Brought to you by the letter O: Camera

It's official: I have a camera.

Now if we only had a cat, it would be that much more entertaining!

Peter doesn't like cats. I can't say I particularly love them, either, but I want something in the house besides me. And him, when he's home.

We did have a fish... but it had a bad weekend. Kamikaze-like, it threw itself out of the bowl while we were out. We got home and the fish (who normally had beautiful, fanned-out fins) was on the carpet, dry as death, and his beautiful fins were all pointy. :( I am ashamed to admit that I had an urge to take a picture of it with my new camera. I resisted. Surely you are all grateful. Sure he was dead, we stared at him (and I felt sad) and then this happened.

FISH: *jumps out of bowl*
ME: *feeds fish* Wait. Where's the fish? FISH! YOU ARE DEAD!!! D:
FISH: *flops* *squeaks* I'm not dead!
PETER: This fish knows Monty Python!
ME: Quick, save it! Him!
FISH: *flops, tries to breathe* *fails as he is surrounded by carpet*
ME: Even though I really don't want you to die, touching almost-dead fish is just kind of gross.
FISH: Hello? Can't breathe here.
ME: Right, right. Into the tank you go!

Okay, so he didn't actually quote Monty Python. (shame, really..) But we did get him back into the tank where he lay on the pretty blue-and-white rocks and flopped occasionally. It was quite sad and more than a little traumatic for him (and me).

In the end, he died. And I consoled myself by crying a little tear and then taking my awesome camera and making bokeh with light. Yay bokeh!

(see teh bokeh?)

Then Peter, being the darling man that he is, took me out to a mountain and we took pictures! Aside from being ridiculously attractive, he also happens to have an EYE for photography. Seriously, peeps. It's kind of unfair.

MOUNTAIN: *is majestic*
ME: *snaps several shots* One out of seventeen actually looks like a mountain! Happeh!
PETER: Can I take one?
MOUNTAIN: *poses*