Berlin: The city that doesn’t like me

I just developed the film I shot in Ber­lin. There are a few good ones, but mostly it’s dross (as with all my films, I sup­pose). It didn’t help though that I seemed to remain in a part of Ber­lin that has almost no dis­cern­ible land­marks, old build­ings, or sites of his­tor­ical sig­ni­fic­ance, and while I know that I can take pretty good pho­tos from noth­ing most of the time, there was some­thing about the rows of grey, com­mun­istic tene­ments that just crushed my cre­ativ­ity. It prob­ably didn’t help that I was abso­lutely shattered either. I’ll prob­ably end up going back at some point to see what I missed.

I also have a new job, at a cam­era shop; i.e some­thing I might be remotely inter­ested in. It’s also close enough that I don’t have to get up at five in the hor­rible hor­rible morn­ing to get to work. Hur­rah! I’ll also get most week­ends off, although sundays will now be vaguely point­less, since Rus­sell Brand’s show on 6music has been moved over to Radio 2, where the audi­ence will of course appre­ci­ate his filthy and twis­ted sense of humour. Never mind.

Has any­one else been watch­ing Torch­wood? Sup­posedly the adult spin-off of Dr. Who, I can’t decide if I hate it, or actu­ally quite like its trashy sus­pen­sion of all real­ity. I haven’t stopped watch­ing it yet any­way, and it’s a few epis­odes into its run now. I’ve run out of things to say. How bor­ing am I?

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