  Went to a wedding. Took pictures, but discovered after shooting an entire roll that my camera had once again broken and failed to advance the film. Consequently, all my pictures of the pre-ceremony and of the ceremony itself were gone. If I hadn't already been teary-eyed because of the wedding I'm sure I would have burst into tears. Not only did I feel really bad (I promised the bride, a friend of ours, that I would print the pictures for her) but I was damn proud of some of them. Oh well. That's how it goes, I guess. Slammed my head in the car door. That wasn't fun. I had another awful headache afterwards and everything was kind of blurry for a couple hours. I am now feeling better, in case anyone was wondering. So now I'm sitting here, with no pictures and a large bump on my head, waiting until tomorrow when I get to go through the pre-traveling fiasco that happens every time my mother travels. I'm not looking forward to it. In case you hadn't gathered, I'm in a rotten mood. 
