Don't play with it

Today's workshop was alright. It wasn't particularly great, but it was alright. I remember us doing lesson planning exercises, but that's about as far as i remember. The food was good. *shrug*

Afterward the workshop, i took the bus back to town. It was a nice ride... i should do long rides more often... Bounced into several of my students. Then i went to my dad's office to kill time while i waited on Mitchie(Shev) to arrive.

She did around 4.30 P.M., on time. We sketched for a bit. Before she arrived, i was sitting on the Square sketching a couple school girls engaged in a heavy bout of "Can you believe she said that?" and "how i hear it so i telling you" to the point of being oblivious of my presence. A bit after Shev arrived, one of the girls realized i was sketching her friend - and they left.

Oh well... I then proceeded to attempt to sketch Shev instead. I can't quite decide how to say how successful that mission was...



It seems i've reached a writing block. I've had my pencil poised in my hand whole night... and nothing of substance is reaching the paper, except a series of rhythmless, nonsensical lines...

Maybe this is my hint. My, i-should-go-study hint.

I'm off.
I have nothing more to say tonight.
Shelli (reluctantly) out.