Stoopid camera February 21, 2006 ~ 11:45 am
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Birds on ice ~ Central Park
Last week when Bunsen got her new camera, she was joking around that I need to get one too. (At least I think it was joking. Some of it could have been that perverse human instinct that makes you think you will feel better about spending copious amounts of money if someone else does, too! I know that game. I am a past master of it.) We discovered when I went down to Atlanta last September that we had the exact same Sony Cybershot, so it only makes sense that when Bunsen upgrades, Julie should upgrade too, right?
But I demurred, saying for once I was going to be responsible with my tax refund and that it was earmarked to pay down credit card bills (and buy yarn). And that I would just wait and see if I could get some money scraped up or hint broadly that I wanted a camera for my birthday. I was strong in my resolve.
Until my camera decided to fuck with me. I’ve known I was going to need a new camera soon - my Cybershot has hit the ground once or twice while I was photographing cats or kids, and it was in my pocket the night I got hit by a car outside my house, so sometimes the display goes a little weird or it freezes up. This weekend it took these little quirks to a new level. It shut itself off four times in a row because I wanted to use the zoom. “You think you can use the zoom, Julie? Well you are WRONG! DENIED!” And yes, before you ask, the batteries were fine.
Couple this with the basic plan that Mom and I have to go on vacation in late April, a vacation that will cry out to be documented, and I think I need a new camera. I’m trying to be strong, dammit, but the camera isn’t making it any easier. It’s almost as if it wants to be replaced. Yeah, that’s the ticket!
Maybe Bunsen’s camera will go massively on sale soon?
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