I came to work in a suit today, for the second time ever. The first was after our Secretary General died and I was going to his funeral.

Tonight we have a cocktail party with some high-falutin’ imprtant folks coming. I’ll be there taking photos, as the lone paparazzo. The Italian word that should really describe me this evening should be tifoso: AS Roma are playing Sampdoria and crazily unstable (yet still talented) ex-Romanista Antonio Cassano.

Ah well, I guess I’ll suffer for my art.

Actually I think it’s suffer for a paycheque.

Maybe I’ll try some of those HDR techniques (see post below).

Hot shit.