I've probably been having a little too much fun with my camera these past few weeks, but then again, why not?
I realize that my posting has become rather more sporadic and less verbal these past few weeks, but what can I say. I've been writing short stories (well, only one so far), poems and been reading long tracts of greek mythology amid movies with mes amies (stage Beauty was great), work, brunches, baking, and last night a painful but good evening of boxersize. I probably wont be able to move tomorrow, but that's okay, because at least I did something active. I also bent my glasses this weekend. (what bloody rotten luck I've had with glasses these last few months! - you'll recall my broken blue glasses) and will probably have to replace the frames... sigh. Such is life sometimes. forlorn.