Friday was definitely one of those special days. Woke up feeling pretty good, then I checked my bank account... instant rage. One of my pay checks was returned for insufficient funds. This kind of things isn't new to me, but I tend to jump to conclusions first thing in the morning. After work I ended up running around like a mad man fixing and double fixing problems, including the said monetary situation. Once everything was complete, Christine and I packed up her car (after more running around like crazy people) and headed to the mountains.

Now, I feel great about the majority of the trip, it was rather refreshing. Trust me, spending alone time with my lovely Christine is one of my most favorite passing time activities. My father made an appearance on Saturday and joined us for tri-tip and a couple beers. Aside from the great and wonderful memories that were formed this weekend, we got robbed. Early Sunday morning, around 3PM, someone broke into Christine's car and took two sleeping bags, a camping chair, and.... my camera. The sleeping bags have sentimental value, the chair can be replaced, and my camera... well, I don't have the funds to replace my beloved DSLR. Needless to say, I'm rather pissed. We filed a report at the campground station, had a ranger come out and check it out (basically do nothing) only to tell us that we'll be contacted by the Sherif's department to file an official report. Am I going to get a call? Probably not, am I going to call? Better bet your lucky stars I am. There were TWO other confirmed cases of theft within an hour of ours.

This little situation brings me to the following points. One, I am no longer able to post daily shots... which saddens me. It's rather ironic really, soon as I get the drive and motivation to start this little project my main tool disappears. It doesn't just disappear, it's stolen. Which brings me to my second point: I always have and always will hate and despise thieves; from the very first time that something was stolen from me I understood the motives behind punishment practices such as cutting hands off and parading the thief throughout town in shame so bystanders can chuck rotten vegetable and rocks at the perp.

Here's the photo blog that I posted the daily shots on... looks like I'll be spending more time designing it, finishing updating/creating pages, and illustrating... no more camera (no funds to get one): [link]

Let me know what you think... I still don't know what to do about my camera situation.
This post contains the "last" photos taken by my camera: [link]