Scusa del mese: Picasa mi odia.
Non so come sia possibile ma non c'è colosso delle telecomunicazioni che non nutra una sincera antipatia nei miei confronti. Quindi ecco, se aspirate a giocare a golf con Bill Gates assicuratevi di avermi nella vostra black list. Sono una garanzia per il successo.
Per farla breve le foto in cui compaiono anche solo due millimetri quadrati di pelle vengono caricate con una serie di artefatti che, per una volta, non sono colpa né della mia inettitudine né della mia reflex semi-defunta. Il lato positivo è che almeno non sarò bloccata dal filtro anti pornografia di Cameron.
Tutto ciò per dire che sì, c'è un altro post di preferiti. Pure piuttosto scialbo.
This month excuse: Picasa hates me.
I don't know how this is possible but there is no telecommunications giant that doesn't sincerely dislike me. So, if you have always been dreaming about playing golf with Bill Gates make sure to have me in your black list. I'm a guarantee for success.
In short, all the photos in which there's something similar to skin are uploaded with artifacts that, for once, are not due to my ineptitude and to my nearly dead camera neither. The plus side is that, at least, I won't be blocked by Cameron's anti porn filter.
All this to say that yes, there's another favourite post. Quite bland, actually.
This month excuse: Picasa hates me.
I don't know how this is possible but there is no telecommunications giant that doesn't sincerely dislike me. So, if you have always been dreaming about playing golf with Bill Gates make sure to have me in your black list. I'm a guarantee for success.
In short, all the photos in which there's something similar to skin are uploaded with artifacts that, for once, are not due to my ineptitude and to my nearly dead camera neither. The plus side is that, at least, I won't be blocked by Cameron's anti porn filter.
All this to say that yes, there's another favourite post. Quite bland, actually.
