The adage says that a picture is worth a thousand words. I’m not sure if I agree, but I do know that at the moment I have a grand total of zero pictures at my disposal. You see, I kind of sort of broke my camera’s memory card this past weekend. I don’t know what how I managed to do this, but I snapped an itty bitty piece of plastic of the card. Of course, now my camera won’t read it, rendering my camera practically useless.
(To add insult to injury, my MacBook Pro still reads the memory card. What’s the deal? And yes, my camera does have some built-in memory, but my USB cord was obviously left in Florida.)
I’m no photographer. I don’t even have a DSLR, but one day, I definitely will. Still, I love taking pictures and my photos are important to me. In case of fire, I would definitely try my best to save my albums and scrapbooks. Pictures represent memories to me, and I understand how precious they are. If you know me, that explains why I feel the need to document practically everything.
I’ll have to take a break in that department for a bit. A new memory card is definitely on my list. Until then though, I can’t take pictures of my new dorm room, or take all of my readers on adventures into Manhattan, or show off my back-to-school goodies. Total bummer, right? It’s a good thing I’m not a fashion blogger, because they would be a death knell. Webcams are rarely flattering.
~ Sarah