Today in the morning, I was a model for a small life drawing class. All nude, the whole bit, for three hours. I LOVED it. It was hard work, don't get me wrong. Staying still in one position for a long time gets painful and difficult. But I loved the class, they were so polite and appreciative. I don't think I've ever felt that accepted and comfortable nude, even when alone. The one guy called me the "Zen Buddha of Life Modelling"...kinda thought that was neat. I got to see what they were working on, as well...it's interesting to see people's visual interpretations of me. I came out of it with sore muscles, $45.00, a smile on my face, and an eager booking from the owner of Cossar's for next month. This could be a great way to make cash...
Currently, little brother is chilling out with me at York. He's right here actually, being cool and puttering and going to bed. We're both wiped. We hung out with Conor tonight, and he and I drank a pitcher between us. Andrew had energy drinks. He and Conor hit it off well, exchanging fashion advice, of all things...It promises to be an interesting weekend.
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