Better off in two year stretches.
The last time I broke my camera was in August. When I got a new one, I got a 4 GB memory card to accompany it. And the inevitable has finally occurred. Last night at a social gathering, I was trying to take new photographs, and I couldn’t because six months later four gigabytes was no longer a sufficient amount of memory space. And I know I could very easily just format my memory card and clear up an entire new 4 GB worth of data, but I’m the kind of person who likes to keep memory cards filled for storage purposes. And because of this I have to go out and purchase a new memory card. Which I can’t do because I am broke. If you can’t tell, constricting life decisions like this are the reason I am broke. I could very easily just delete a few hundred photographs, but I choose not to. Because I am stubborn. And having those images backed up on a computer is just not good enough for me. I need my hard copies.
