Wow. One long weekend of relatively bad event after relatively bad event. It was still enjoyable, to some extent, because I got to curl up with crappycomp and write a lot. (I'm coming out of writers block stage, I believe. Or, well, I hope.) And I tried to do visualizing certain characters, by ripping a ton of pictures out of magazines and lying them on the floor, and it can supposedly help you have a deeper sense of character... but it only made me freakin FRUSTRATED. Because I can't find my characters faces (I didn't expect to at all), nor their personalities, because a lot of them aren't the sort that would be posing for such ads in a fashion magazine. I spent an afternoon doing that, and it really made me mad and frustrated... which is a horrible thing, if you think about it. Oh well.
I suppose I should write some sort of profound statement before closing...
Um... what was it that was in my bio poem?
Eat hate.
There you go.
Profound.
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