as you can probably garner, its a pretty easy going place. just a bunch to tightly knit art kids doing what they love. that is, until deadlines come. then all hell breaks loose and it every person for themselves.
all. out. war.
me myself i pimp out my skills for late night rides home. yeah. hey, walking 30 minutes at 1AM with a 1200 camera and a 1500 laptop strapped to your back isn't really safe any more if it was ever. other then the threat of approaching deadlines, there isn't much incident in the photo lab. although couch space is at a premium and sean insists on new music (aka no more matt & kim and other same old same old indie bands). me? i prefer it if people stayed out my fucking way when i'm working. yeah, i'll help if you ask. just fucking ask and don't stand there. manners people, manners. they are what makes us different from other teeming masses of dna on this planet. don't make sean destroy your ipod and don't make me slap a bitch.
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