Whee! Now I can get me some plugins.
… yeah, that’s pretty much it. You go YAD now.

Hm. I really, really doubt that I can get to 2.1 on this much scotch, but well… fuck it.

Been unplugged - well, not unplugged unplugged, just not doing the whole obsessive-web-browsing thing - for a little while, and? AWESOME. Example: That thing? With the dude, and the gun, that I’m not actually describing because I don’t want those search hits? Totally didn’t know about that until Thag mentioned […]

Thag mentioned how she missed Shrine tonight, and sweet merciful fuck, so do I.
It’s about identity, of course. There were flashes of it before, yeah, and eventually I’ll probably talk about Rocky Horror and the Invisibles and everything else, but the point is that it takes a looooong time for things to filter into […]

Well, that didn’t last long.
On the one hand, when writing a friggin’ blog becomes a source of stress, maybe it’s time to admit that, time management? Not really my thing.
On the other hand, momentum is really goddamn important, and it kind of sucks to punk out of yet another deal.
The tiebreaker is that I […]

MY SOUL IS CRUSHED ‘NEATH THE TWIN WEIGHTS OF THIS CRUEL WORLD AND TEN POUNDS OF EYELINER

So, how are we doing?
Thirty posts, and… nine? Yeah, nine that don’t completely suck.
Which is way more than the “once per fortnight” I was expecting, and way way WAY more than my previous semiyearly average. So, hey. Progress.
I expected more doodles. Maybe next month.

Friday Random Flash!
(or maybe a vignette, I dunno.)

Gently Down the Stream
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Alex got sent to Hell today.
We all knew it was coming sooner or later. It’s not hard to see the signs, at least when you’re also a lifetime swimmer - start with Ultraviolence paths, move into the Sex lines after a couple years, […]

I read a lot, but like 99% of those words are taken in via burning phosphors. Since my entrance to Le Interweb - 96 or thereabouts - I rarely buy non-comic fiction, and almost never new authors, until I borrow one from somebody and stick to it like glue. So for the past […]

Buckles and straps and platforms and all those other fripperies are nice, sure, but you really can’t beat a new pair of vanilla Docs. Shiny! For at least a week!
(yes, it’s come to this. but it’s still not “Which Buffy key grip are you?”)
(oh dear god I’ll never make it past February)