Conversations with my sister are usually fairly entertaining. I think it generally has something to do with my ability to embarrass her unintentionally. Like today, when I followed her to school and started taking pictures. Clearly this is hipster behavior, so I included a pensive self-portrait with gloomy lighting.
Sister: What are you doing? Oh my God.
Sister: Really? Do you have to do that now?
Me: At least I have hobbies. What do you do, other than whining about having nothing to do? Plus, I need these for my "travel" blog to spite Tony!
What happened to my gnome!
IN OTHER NEWS:
I haven't been able to write decently these last couple days. Maybe I've just been doing too much of it in the last few weeks and I've worn my mind out. I can't envision a scene and describe it with the right words. Everything I come up with is mediocre. So, maybe being creative in other ways will inspire me? Photography is fun, especially when you don't have to worry about being particularly impressive. A good photographer can take a fabulous picture with a crap camera and no editing. Safe to say, I'm not a good photographer.