strange cousin susan

I’ve left my handy Canon PowerShot 520 behind and have officially graduated to the camera pictured on the left, the Fuji FinePixS700. Goddamn, that’s a lot of camera. Crikey!

How I love that little 520, though. It’s such a good little camera. It’s gone to my emm now, since she needs one for herself these days. It’s a simple model, not too fancy but with enough of what she’ll need to be just right. And it was just right for me, too, for two years (almost to the day!) and two trips to London, where it pulled yeoman’s duty and never complained.

It’s time to move on, though and step it up a bit, and just in time, since I’m still planning that day trip to a few cemeteries round the area. I haven’t even checked to see if it will fit in my purse - I’m pretty sure it will, though. It’s not like I have that much in it to begin with. But first, I need to figure out how to loop the lens cap strap through the cap itself and then onto the camera. It’s a simple thing, but so far beyond me right now that I may have to hand it over to my emm to address for me. Hell, I could barely figure out how to attach the neck strap to the damn thing this morning and that’s after I fucked around with it yesterday and knew there was no way it was going to happen then. I was far too tired to make sense of the diagram, which is actually pretty pathetic, but I can’t deny it.

I’d been awake and on the run since about four yesterday morning and had run errands all day with my emm (including purchasing the camera, as well as a new laptop and printer/fax/scanner/copier for her) and then had dinner plans with my eff’s boss and secretary to celebrate my emm’s birthday. It’s a tradition, one going back quite a few years. We were so raucous and obnoxious I’m surprised we weren’t asked to leave. No, I’m exaggerating just a wee bit. But we were pretty damn raucous. Sadly, there was no chance for me to nap in between errands and dinner and on more than one occasion, I had trouble keeping my eyes open, despite the liveliness of our little group.

At least I’m feeling a bit more awake this morning, but not by much. Sundays suck because I can’t nap unless I want to be awake and tossing and turning all night.