my memory is the most terrible thing; i'd gotten caught up in work and life, and then i forgot all about my poor little dA. what a terribly neglectful hostess i am.
sadly enough, there isn't much for me to add by way of new deviations; i've been preoccupied with quite a lot in the past almost-year, so photography has taken a bit of a back seat.
art always suffers at some point or another.
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looks like it'll suffer a small while yet.
i was going to make this a long post full of update-y things, but then my brother decided to ring me up from half a continent away; so i spent the past 49 minutes (and 59 seconds - talk about timing) waffling with him about strange family members and our crazy lives and how our parents' meeting with his girlfriend went (as they just were out to visit him).
at any rate, at least dA is in mind now; hopefully it'll keep 'til tomorrow, when i might finally have time to write something more worth reading.
hope you're all well out there in internetland.











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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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