It’s been a long road, getting from there to here.
It’s been a long time, but my time is finally near.
And I will see my dream come alive at last. I will touch the sky.
And they’re not gonna hold me down no more, no they’re not gonna change my mind.

Anyone else miss Enterprise? Yeah, me either. You suck, Archer.

That said…dude, WTF? Gone, much?

You’re right. I’m an asshole. Life has been…craaaaazzzyyy, lately.  Just to give a rundown of the latest chapter:

– old job went BANKRUPT. That’s right, a supposedly billion-dollar law firm went down the hole.
– enter: new job, different field, same work.  “Cuz I’m a survivor…!”
– relationship: gone bust *sniff* Sad thing, but sometimes stories do END, Atreyu.

All of that pretty much contributed to me losing my religion, so to speak.  And for what it’s worth, it was being IN the relationship that took away my gods.  Which wasn’t a bad thing, per se; I mean, it wasn’t like I was attached to some Lovecraftian creature that sucked the soul out of me.  Au contraire; for the official record she put up with a LOT of my oddities, interests and quirks.  And there are quite a few, my friends, quite a few.

But.

As eager as she was to enjoy life through my eyes, that left little alone time to sit and let the muse out to play.  My art suffered.  I forgot how to write, or more importantly I lost the joy of writing.  Which is a sad, sad thing true believers…but those days are, hopefully, behind me now.

Which explains this post, and the updating going on.

I haven’t exactly been totally idle; I’ve gotten more into the prosthetic and makeup work, and I may post some pics later.  You can definitely go look at what I’ve done on DeviantArt.

And food, glorious food! I was, once, a foodie; I have since elevated that to become an admitted Food Pornographer.  You can find my pics and occasional review up on Instagram.

So yes, I’ve been bad being absent. Shame on me. Shame! I should be flogged, and if you choose to do so, I suggest the leather pumps and bustier. For you, not me. Because I’d look horrible in heels, really.