Worthless and Weak

I went to a photo shoot today! Horrah! One of my friends who's taking intro to photography had to photograph good looking people for her assignment. Naturally I recieved requests from about everybody in that class, but since I knew her already, I decided to let my presence grace the film of her camera. Anyway, we went to the Snell library, where everybody was astounded by my dashing good looks. She had to take 36 pictures of me, so by the end of the shoot I was doing weird things. Anyway, had I known what this would involve, I would have visited Emotion Eric first, as he is obviously the master.

After that, I really didn't do a damn thing. At around 8 I went to a Bible study, and did some studying there. Upon coming home, I vegged out for a while, until I decided to do one of the things that I had inteded to do for some time. Write the worst possible novel I could. I think this could perhaps be the secret to writing. You're gonna fail, so why not try to make it bad, and fail at that. Well, I have discovered that I really can't force myself to write something incredibly horrible, so I try to make it a little better. Right now, it basically looks kinda like the Hitchhikers guide. Anyway, the only way I'll know how good it will be is by writing it. Anyway, I really have to get to bed, so I will hopefully speak with you tomorrow.