I let out lies when I least expect it. They surprise me.
They're not to make me look better, either. Usually they're the little kind of lies that end a conversation when I don't want to continue it or when I don't want to talk about something.
I guess everyone does it.
So once again I had a dead period.
Lately, I've been freaked out by vibrating phones, stereos whispering next to me when I'm concentrating on something else, and people trying to jump me.
I've also been a lousy person.
I think I'll try to fix that.
And... I think I should also start to love my camera more. Poor baby must feel himself abandoned. The picture above was not taken by me, though: All thanks to Heikki. I don't know if he wants me to say that though. He's sometimes like that.