If you ask my mother she will tell you I was born strange ( Read more... )

I hate Boston, the city. It is cold. Unfriendly. Bland.

However I miss my friends who inhabit it. A lot.  I miss my Williams folk. I miss my NPL folk. I miss all my Other folk. I just do. What I wouldn't give for a game of Greatest Game in the Den of Slack.

*sigh*

In other news. OMGILUVTORCHWOOD.

Okay, so I'm fairly err different this week. I'll sat different, for lack of a better word. Setting up a business is hard, and putting zippers on bags is hideously time consuming, especially when you're a perfectionist ( Read more... )

This month has been... hectic to say the least. I haven't actually looked at my friendslist in a month, so I'm farrrr behind. I will say the following ( Read more... )

Since leaving Blaine I have felt so much better. I'm back on the brain meds and getting tons of exercise. I'm also shooting with my new cameras again and God willing, my Etsy shop will be open for business next week!

Today however is work.

I'm in Beverly Hills working for the divine Miss. S. She is not actually divine. She reminds me of Dr. Jekyll a ( Read more... )

I quit my job.

....Yea?

Scene photographers make a bundle. I know, I've asked. In reality it's what I'd love to do. Go out take a bunch of pictures play with Photoshop and travel the world Far fetched dream, but I think I can do it ( Read more... )

After last night's insanity, I felt meh. A bit on the empty side of things. So this morning I finished an old favorite of mine, Marion Zimmer Bradley's HawkMistress! , and set about to check my e-mail. Lo and behold I have an interview for a job on Thursday. It's a different couture clothing place and isn't *that* far from the house. I'd love to ( Read more... )

My new desk together, I sat here at my old dying laptop, the sun filtering on the keys. Try as I might, nothing would come out. Nothing. I knew the plot I knew the people, but with the exception of one book, I didn't really know the place. I was frustrated. So I did something I never thought I'd do ( Read more... )

Despite my attempts at resistance, This morning I became an Angeleno.

I was already late and just threw myself into a 720 bus to Santa Monica. By now I know most of the bus system like the back of my hand. I squeezed onto the bus and sat next to not one but three highly attractive Englishmen on holiday. How did I know they were one two Englishmen ( Read more... )