Ay Tariray

IT'S DECEMBER!!!!!! What the hell has happened people? Seriously, what the hell? Did months January through to August decide to give me a huge fuck you and promptly walk out of my life without even a Dear John letter to ease the heartache? My baby nephew is turning one soon, I don’t really know how that has happened. So, as mentioned, I had a 'photo shoot' with a friend, showcasing my antlers and other random things.  To be honest, it was my one and only chance to be all fancy and model-y and fashion-y and do those things that other cosplayers, lolitas and genuine models do in fancy clothes. I failed, epically.   I have no idea how they do that posing thing, especially without looking like some pretentious fool who is pretending to be whimsical but is most likely just holding in a pretty huge fart… not that I was, or anything. I give massive kudos to Emma for putting up with my derp face, her every instruction was logical and sensible, ...

OK SO THIS IS NOT A PROPER ENTRY I AM SO SORRY!!! Stop nagging me on facebook.  I am going to post soon.  I just finished reading Neil Gaiman's Sandman - I am emotionally fragile! Which is why I read vols 1 and 2 of Fantastic Four's Future Foundation.  I will admit to peeing my pants a little bit from excitement. This doesnt justify my poor correspondence. I listened to an interesting podcast this morning.  It made me think of this.  I hope this offering can give me your forgiveness: I am going to post very sooooon - I have assignments and presents and thingies waaaah imsosorrryyyyyyyyyy. Also - I am the only one in my group who hasn't finished Dishonored.  Damn straight you should feel sorry for me.  PITY ME! I DEMAND IT - fuck that shit - challenge accepted. Till later folks.

Ok so - I am so super duper sorry that I happen to be a lazy motha, I really am, its only going to get worse because Post-grad uni work starts NEXT WEEK, I'm going to die I'm going to be a little busy. Are you sufficiently jealous sick satisfied with my revels in Filo-land? I'm not.   You cannot Imagine the 'homesickness' I feel for the Philippines.  There have been genuine tears of nostalgia.  And waking up wishing Little A was sleeping next to me.  And the puppy and the sunshine and the noise and the pollution and the mayhem and the food and family. Ugh. Aaanyway.  I went to a convention. Behold!!! After getting back from Manila I went to into a flurry explosion of craftingness and made decorative antlers and headbands to wear for my new collection of products to sell at the T'EMPorium.  I made a set a day and managed to make a relatively decent haul – at least to cover costs and make a bit of profit, which, yay!...

Behold – traipsings!!! – also this post is very long! but on the plus side – Story time, with Pictures! funnest times ever Those of you who were confused by my posts of visions of paradise on Facebook, fear not. This very lengthy entry provides an explanation. I was in fact in paradise for a month. see, paradise! Paradise is also known as the Philippines, which as all my Pinoy friends have heard me rant about, is not, in fact, paradise. At least not socially or politically, but really, I still think the Phils is one of the most amazing places ever, and that isn’t because of ethnic bias I swear. My month-long adventure starts in Manila, with the heat sweltering and the pollution migraine inducing. Nonetheless, we spent time with beloved family and friends, caught up with my magnificent and loverly cousin who is also a T and had a violently ecstatic time buying shoes. And I do mean violently ecstatic. The result; hordes of eyeliners and three new pairs of shoes… Mel...