I didn't even notice, but as of Sunday, I've been taking pictures for 2 months straight. Well, I missed one day in there. It was early on and it completely slipped my mind. There's not too much to take pictures of when its 11 o'clock and you're in bed already. Oh well, I'll have 364 pictures when I'm done (or perhaps I'll just go one extra day).

Of course, in reality, I probably won't stop, but just slow down a little. At the very least, this has trained me to bring my camera with me EVERYWHERE! Except, this friday I can't bring it to the Ben Folds concert I'm going to. I'm not sure what he and Rufus Wainwright are so worried about. Afraid I might take pictures of their patented secret drumming technique. Or document Ben's various stances while pounding away at the piano. I'm not even going to bring it with me for fear it might get confiscated, or I'll have to go home to drop it off, and that pisses me off!