if you read no further, just read this: i was rickrolled at the dentist's this morning.
that's right, just as the orthodontist was restocking the hardware store that is my mouth these days, Never Gonna Give You Up came on. that should be illegal.
then halfway home from there, my back tire went flat and i had to walk my bike 3 miles home.
fast forward to the end of business hours when i realize that another day has gone by without any sign of my getting a visa for the country i was supposed to move to two weeks ago. so i frolic out into the woods to soothe my 5 o'clock blues with some golden hour portraiture. just as i've found a spot with perfect lighting for what i wanted to do, i realized that i was standing BAREFOOT in... a wasp's nest. so i book it away from there and just i think i'm safe, two wasps let me know that they've gotten stuck in between my clothing and my skin.
two stings and a naked tarantella later, i realized that a pretty sunset portrait wasn't going to cut it anymore and my only option was to drown my troubles in mud. been feeling much better ever since. c: