Wednesday, March 04, 2009
We wrote five scenes. And I might have something resembling a story for my thriller. Even though the whole protagonist antagonist different POVs still confuse me and I don't see why I can't play God with my character and just do whatever I want but okay, fine. Anyway, I had two guys hit on me whilst waiting for the bus and then a wasted girl on the way home, she owns the tattoo parlour down the road and needed my help unlocking her car... I did ask her if she should be driving, she said, "Sweetie, we Canadians... we do crazy things, this is the least of my worries right now" and then she offered me a lift and I politely declined and walked the rest of the way home. And then I got here and now I'm depressed. That was quick...
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Ida Nieninque Thomasdotter
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everyday life,
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