Still not dead. I have a shoot today, and when I get home and chip the makeup off, I swear to GOD I am going to finish all kabillion of the drafts I have lying around in this thing. Expect photos, publishing news, pharmacology, steganography, old radio shows, some body language analysis, and Misha Collins, who has actually got me poking around on tumblr, where I never go because frankly the fan-people there tend to scare me.

But right now, I have to sleep. Because photoshoot. Best if I don't go stagger up with a superhero costume looking already half dead.


  1. Glad to hear from you. I was worried the not-posting meant continuing illness.


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