Status: 750 last night. None over the weekend. I'm going too fast through my box of Fla-Vor-Ices (or whatever the name is; those cheap popsicles, you know). I'd forgotten how frizzy my hair looks when it's up in a barrette. Transcriptions are creeping along.
I told Mom I wanted to get a new digital camera for the Las Vegas trip. She was all for it. I told Dad I wanted to get a new digital camera. He said, "What's wrong with the one you already have?" This was rather a reversal of what I expected. It's probably because Dad got me the one I already have, second-hand, and I suspect he always sort of wanted it for himself but thought I ought to have it. As for the actual question, I want a new one because the old one is big and clunky and takes floppy disks and often has grainy images, and the batteries are the sort you can't use half-charged and the previous owner did, and I want one that will store lots of pictures and can fit in my purse. Now I wonder if Dad has a digital camera. I thought so, but perhaps I'm thinking of the last time he bought Mom a camera, whenever that was. I feel guilty getting a camera now. But that's illogical, I think, and so I'm going shopping this weekend (as well as looking for sunglasses and a hat. Mom told me I had to get those).