This was taken during mine and my best mate's trip to Nando's, in what would promise to be our second trip to Nando's. Upstairs they had a wall made of cans, which I would've missed were it not for my other friend who pointed them out.
My close-knit circle of friends never steers me wrong.
The evening after some idiots failed to blow anything up in London. This is Haymarket, where the first 'bomb' didn't explode, not killing hundreds, and not injuring many more.
Meanwhile in Glasgow, some terrorist shit was getting the crap beaten out of him by a Scottish bloke for trying to blow up the airport.
Number of Brits hurt = 0
Number of terrorists with 90% burns now serving life sentences = 1
COME ON ENGLAND.
One day before my best friend arrived in London, I can only imagine how excited I must've been. We only ever get Dominos pizza when he comes over.
I'm contractually obliged to include these two in my 365 Bits blog. No really, they're great.
My services as a person-with-a-fancy-camera are often called upon at the office, this was one of many shots of Log to be used as his picture on the letters page. This one wasn't used.
The CEO of the company was all like "WTF" when she saw us though.
I've taken loads of shots of this part of Baker Street tube station, but I don't think I've gotten one I really like yet. I'm there at least five times a week, so I've plenty of chances to keep trying.
Went to an old cement works with my friend, and all I got was this stupid shot of his speedometer.
Another 'taken past midnight' shot - my activities on Friday will be forever forgotten. This is my friend David on the Piccadilly Line, looking thoughtful.
This was taken quite late at night by placing my camera on the ground next to Nelson's Column, perched on a copy of Kurt Vonnegut's Galapagos.
Log plays fruit machines, winning just enough to make him feel like it's a sensible thing to do.
Now the problem with updating my blog from so far into the future is that I forget what the hell I'm doing in each picture. In this one I'm standing on some steps, I think it's outside my friend's uni halls in South Kensington, but it could be anywhere.
Most likely where I'm thinking though.
Here we go, I've still been taking shots every day, but I've left it weeks and weeks to update this blog. I can't think of anything better to do on a Saturday afternoon.
This was taken on Edgware Road, after coming out of Specsavers. Specsavers is a shop that sells contact lenses and is staffed by a peculiar breed of idiot.
I slept for an impressive 14 hours today, waking up at 6pm to take a photo of this bloke in Pokemon.
Not my best daily photo, but I was far too tired to do anything other than point my camera at a stupid looking insect on the ceiling.
I just happened to be walking down Hollywood Boulevard when the Emmys were starting, and I just happened to have my telephoto lens on me. And then Jerry Springer appeared.
What a nice day.
Hey look it's a street sign with a famous place on it.
Los Angeles. I would not recommend it to a friend.
Mister Wassy arrives for work experience. Ahll give ye a swap ennyday I says, I swap your diabetes for mah Geordie accent. An 'ee says I'm not doin aht. An ah say whut? An 'ee says ahd rather av diabetes dan 'ave a Geordie accent.
That's the mouse from Creature Comforts by the way.
It's Peter! And he's eating an apple, that wacky bastard!
We went go-karting for Suzy's birthday today, and I took loads of photos of that, but getting off the train I took this. And I think it's better than all the ones of karts driving about.
"Can I be your daily photograph Steve?" everybody constantly screams at me. Well, I think Jamie might've said it once. Here he is.
One day I'll make a really good HDR photo, but this day is not today. This is Whipps Cross Hospital. I have to walk home through here when the tube is broken. When the zombie outbreak comes, I'll no doubt have to fight my way into the wards.
Intel popped by to give us free ice-cream. Afterwards we all felt like buying some new processors.
While cleaning my room, I took my Peace Lily outside and hosed that bitch down. It's leaves were covered in... some sort of pollen stuff.
Went riding up and down the escalators on the tube taking photographs of these posters. It was for something in the magazine, and everybody who saw me do it thought I was really cool.
Some physics notes. Not mine. I can't do physics. Although I did get a D in Honours level Physics/Chemistry on the Leaving Certificate.
A high D.
Today was a very hot day, so I played Pokémon in the park. Later on I convinced a friend to give up revising for his exams and to come get some tasty tasty chicken instead.
Central Line was broken today, so I wandered around the Warren Street area with my new lens, pointing it at innocent people. This man was looking out of his window at people on the street.
What the hell is his story?
