Because I simply do not have enough to do.

On top of everything else, I've decided enough is enough, and I'm revamping the AiR darkroom, including installing my own enlarger and other equipment there. I simply cannot be expected to create art after a 40-minute El ride with all the particular tools I need to produce black & white photos. The only real question is when I'll find the time this weekend to drive up to my parents' place and pick up the stuff.

Don't fool yourself, this has as much to do with getting it out of storage and within grasp as it does being able to use it.

Also, I finished that god-awful can of Foldgers coffee grounds, so I now have the body to what will be, at some point, my pinhole camera. In typical Amul fashion, even though I've never built a simple one, I have a grandiose idea for what I want to build.

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The thing that's really holding me back is simply that I don't know how far away the hole has to be from the film plane in order to produce an appropriate sized image. I need some numbers. Oh, and I know just where to get them from....

Aha! Perfect. Exactly what I needed.

boldly procrastinating as no man has before!

I seem to have developed a disturbing new method of procrastination. Instead of drolling away on my computer playing video games, I know indulge in seemingly related tasks which are not really necessary.

For instance, instead of making my prints today, I drove up to my parents' house, picked up the enlarger, and have spent the day rebuilding the apartment complex's darkroom. Granted, I'll now be able to print for as long as I desire, but shouldn't I have gone down to the excellently-equipped darkrooms down at columbia and worked for as long as I could've, first?

And what was with the sudden obsession with building a pinhole camera? I'm not going to need one for at least a semester.

I can only conclude that this is all some new method of avoiding work.

horrible idea for a song title

"Ren Faire Girls"

I should email that to Voltaire.

more procrastinating by talking about procrastinating

I forgot to mention that Prefers Sacrifice came with me up to my folks' place to help me transport the enlarger & stuff back here. We stopped off briefly at my apartment to review some notes she had missed.

Of course, the first thing she noticed was my tactical map.

For those of you unfamiliar, I should explain. I have a 4 foot tall map of Chicago, dry-mounted to foamcore and frames, hanging by my front door. It has little flags in it marking important things - the location of businesses (both that I subcontract through and shop at), nightclubs, good restaurants, and friends. Oh, and those flags are all color-coded.

"From now on," she laughed, "whenever I try to explain you to someone, that's what I'm going to tell them about."

Then we got to work.