Right. I'm pretty sure there are a bunch of people ready to tar and feather me at this point.


Long story short, life crisis irl turned me to getting a second job, working seven days a week, and having at least 3 of those days being 10 hour days. For about the last four months I've more or less been in a state of fake life, getting up, going to work, coming home, and going to bed. It. Has. SUCKED.

My computer actually had a fine layer of dust on it until just recently. Yes there were three events I just attended. That is because tickets and arrangements for said events had been made prior to the 'incident' and the time was already scheduled off, tickets paid for, rooms paid for, and travel arrangements made.

Please, If I owe you anything, as I have lost most of my lists with names/addresses, *mostly from FWA and a few from Eliott's Spring* Comment below and or note me.

I can't begin to explain how sorry I am for disappearing like I did, but trust me, I'd have rather been doing the arts and costumes I love to make than standing in the sun, all F-IGN day, handing out soda and ice cream to retarded tourists who are so god damn fat you could roll them down the street and declare a parade. I. Hate. People.

Furs are great. People, not so much.



~Brio