since i was home alone yesterday, i thought i might as well do some good and paint the ceiling in our bathroom... no seriously, i'd been meaning to do that for a long time, i just needed leonard to be out of the house to avoid exposing him to the toxic fumes. on top of that, i decided to treat the dinner table to some oil since it looked kind of sad. all in all, around lunch time, the fumes were rather heavy to say the least, so i thought i'd step outside for a walk with my brand new nikon d70 and some shooting music.

after half an hour, the f*cking thing dies on me. again. it really pisses me off! a thing that pricey should work out-of-the-box, and i know that when i go back to the store with it, it'll take them a month to get me another one!

i managed to catch the scene above before the camera went belly-up. it's from beneath the bridge connecting slussen and gamla stan. nikon d70, 70-300, iso 800.

listening to: don johnson big band - behind 16 bars.