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I hate crying. I know I should probably get used to it, considering the way my life is going right now, but it still manages to find a way to sneak up on me when I really should see it coming. Like when emailing my ex, for example. Or seeing babies, toddlers and pregnant women everywhere I go and thinking about how much I want kids and how it may not be possible. One minute Im happily watching The Merchant of Venice, the next I get a text from Berlin saying he's worried about me and am I ok and the floodgates open. Im just glad I have the house to myself tonight.

The set I was so excited about last week is screwed. Yeah, it looks good, and there's definately a decent set waiting to be picked, but NO, it is not to be. The photographer recommended by my friend (interested in shooting for SG, used to be a member etc) did the shoot without thinking to check the release and all it entailed. Was I (and my friend) wrong to assume that because he was so keen to shoot for SG, he must at least have some knowledge of how SG works, especially seeing as he was a member himself? He came over the next day to transfer all the pics to my computer, and I showed him the photographer release form and he was genuinely surprised by the non-competition clause. For some reason he thinks he can get around it with NZ copyright law, but I'm not holding my breath. Once I hear back from him though, I'll probably upload it as a practice set without actually submitting it. Now I have to wait til I've recovered from my op before I can shoot another set - it just feels like such a waste of my fucking time!