Put the camera down, and no one gets hurt...

Ever since college, I've become a photophiliac. I'm addicted to pictures. I know that if I take about 50 a night, then I will have 3 that I love. For the past month however, my camera charger has been missing. I realize I had been missing some real moments while capturing posed ones.

Fortunately! My friends take pictures. Here's what's been up.

<-- An outfit that I truly enjoyed,

<-- An activity that I had forgotten I love,

And a word my mother used

to use "cashola"

(not to mention nice orange shoes)