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scancafe. oy.

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Another from the Staten Island Ferry

I am all over the place, trying to get ready for the trip, getting photo stuff (batteries, memory cards, filter for new lens, adpaters for aussie voltage, etc), plus getting the daily nonsense done. Now, two weeks later (rather than 3-4 days), scancafe has reloaded my order.

Why did I do this?

I wonder if in the end it will all be worth it. I won’t have the images back before I go to Australia, because of their delay, which means they won’t be safe until I get back. Great. On top of that, the hassle of all of this, and the fact that many of the photos that inspired me to send the whole lot off weren’t scanned, makes me wonder if the time and money were worth it.

Reflecting, though I didn’t want the photos of college antics, there were a number of completely innocent photos that weren’t scanned because they were deemed improper. Okay, prudecafe. Some were of friends’ tatoos in Lithuania, inked by Narimantas. Furthermore, the Pakistan images aren’t there. I won’t know what’s what until I get them all back. Unacceptable. Annoying.

I’m too tired to even look through at the rescanned images. Thank heavens those I deleted are as marked.

Pleasant thought? Last week while doing laundry, there was a guy teaching his small son (about 3) how to do laundry. The kid sat on the machine and put quarters in, and helped with the clothes as well. That’s what I like to see. Cute, too.