I went to the Erotic Drawing Salon for the first time in a while earlier tonight, hoping to get some good drawings done. But between the model I wasn't into, the trite cowboy theme and the assault of vintage country music that went along with it, I was so disgruntled I just paid my fee and left less than halfway through. I felt like even if I got some good drawings, I disliked the subject matter so much I wouldn't have liked them at all. And man, I couldn't stand the music. Add the fact that it was raining and a chore to get there, I'd say this evening was a bust.
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