Nov 20, 2005 14:36
Why is it, that I get nothing done on the weekend?
Tell me why.
Perhaps...it is because it is everyone else's time off...and thus I suppose it should be mine... But I should have time later today to get something done, and if not, then Oh well. I guess I can't really complain. My weekends are fun.
Shelley's back from Rome. Tell me all about it's wonderfulness. I will need detailed descriptions of some things that I wish to use a bit in my book, but I may have to wait till she gets home for that.
I got a weird idea for a young adult novel the other day...Very weird. Mostly about switching the reactions that kids tend to have when they hit puberty and break out, and start getting braces and stuff. Alternate Universe type thing, with someone from our world going there, and instead of being teased for her mild-imperfections, being popular for it. Of course though, it would all turn out to be this huge farce and conspiracy, but I don't even know the details so I won't get into it.
Short entry. Just kinda felt like typing. This counts as writing, so that makes me feel better. ^_^