Random photos from my phone

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30731935.post-41780227178374703532008-06-26T00:45:00.004+10:002008-06-26T02:05:30.869+10:002008-06-26T02:05:30.869+10:00Random photos from my phoneSo many days without an update... my apologies... Last week I was totally flat out with uni work, studying and the dreaded exams. Until Wednesday. When I had an exam, for which I had not studied nearly as much as I should have. Due to Janek. Since my photo a day thing didn’t pan out, I’ve been taking photos of things only that catch my eye for being odd or funny. Here are some of the photos I’ve taken off my phone... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbnYpBSOI/AAAAAAAABr4/4VPOfIkef1o/s1600-h/P03-11-08_16.18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbnYpBSOI/AAAAAAAABr4/4VPOfIkef1o/s400/P03-11-08_16.18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215832050635983074" border="0" /></a>11 March 2008 This is me... first picture of my face on this blog… except I don’t have long hair anymore. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbpAq3rDI/AAAAAAAABsA/sS1sEhgewFk/s1600-h/P04-16-08_22.59.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbpAq3rDI/AAAAAAAABsA/sS1sEhgewFk/s400/P04-16-08_22.59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215832078561029170" border="0" /></a>16 April 2008 “I’ve got a surprise for you!” Mum declared over the phone one day. “I bought you a new can opener,” she said. “Oh... um... thanks...” I stammered. “Umm... Mum... it’s not that I’m not grateful, but I already have one.” “How much did it cost?” she demanded. “I dunno, two dollars or something I think.” “Well,” Mum continued without missing a beat, “then when that dies in a week you can use the one I bought you.” Like a prophecy fulfilled, the cheap one soon died and it has been replaced by this machine of a can-opener... it is like a tank, I swear. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJsYYW88JI/AAAAAAAABtA/wimAanJByRo/s1600-h/P06-15-08_14.36.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJsYYW88JI/AAAAAAAABtA/wimAanJByRo/s400/P06-15-08_14.36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215850484559835282" border="0" /></a>15 June 2008 The view from my smoking place... The door is the Space Cadet’s room... I’m going to do some kind of artwork of some kind from this photo... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbtGu_RzI/AAAAAAAABsY/AamH51bXIW4/s1600-h/P06-18-08_20.01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbtGu_RzI/AAAAAAAABsY/AamH51bXIW4/s400/P06-18-08_20.01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215832148908394290" border="0" /></a>18 June 2008 Candles from the Thai restaurant where Janek took me on The First Date. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbrqNTPkI/AAAAAAAABsQ/nltHKtz2Up8/s1600-h/P06-24-08_15.00%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SGJbrqNTPkI/AAAAAAAABsQ/nltHKtz2Up8/s400/P06-24-08_15.00%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215832124071034434" border="0" /></a>24 June 2008 The Space Cadet’s CD player, at its final resting place in our garbage bin. I don’t even want to know what happened here.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06698765100516227836slowlanedan@gmail.com1