The Autobiography of Russell

I had a very interesting dream last night.

There was a mass murder on a private boat in the harbor, and out of the ten people on it only one was still alive. Now, you might think this would be a fairly clear 'survivor killed the rest' case, right? You might be wrong. All of the people on the boat were related to each other, and the sole surviver was a young boy in his early teens.

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My boyfriend is amused that his cigarettes slide in and out of the box. Sort of like a match box except they still come out the top.

Oookay.

Today I was supposed to fix up all the pictures my brother took last night for eBay. There were tons of wooden key chain pictures and a few others. I started doing some of the keychains in Photoshop Elements 3, which he just bought last night (cause the trial ran out, and he's all legal like that since he has the money to afford being legal).

The guide my brother bought for eBay said to touch up the photos by highlighting everything but the item and its' shadow, put it on a new layer, use the 'adjust light levels' function to fade it out, and paintbrush any dark spots. Then it said to put the item and the shadow on its own layer as well (using the above method) and to lighten it some as needed. We would also 'blur' any hard edges it left behind between the item shadows and the background. This took around 5 to 10 minutes, per image. As you can see, very time consuming.

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I'm hyper tonight. iceraver has told me I'm weird like half a dozen times already in the last half hour. He's also said something about it sucking because he's in such a horrible mood tonight. Well hun, if you wanted me to suck something you'll have to come over here. ^_~

=D