dear dirty laundry,

today i gathered a few white bed sheets and some funny looking chairs, the tripod and my tool of the trade (Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT), and with the cement floor and superb lighting in the basement, i snapped some shots.

earlier i studied a whole section in my Biology Key and in the unit review test i scored 83%!

on Driv3r i discovered a yacht in the middle of the ocean in Miami and i could open doors on it and everything, it was really nice, but nothing exciting, as i walked around with my gun prepared for people who clearly weren't there.

Heather came back from Hawaii today, she stole my brother away for the night so i'm here by my lonesome. i went into the basement and saw the "photoshoot" still in tact. the bed sheet on the floor... the bed sheet hanging on the back of two chairs... a funny looking chair in the center of attention as it was my muse at the time. i saw the tripod in it's position and i didn't feel lonely anymore.

that's what i want to do for the rest of my life.