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Yes, I've been getting certain needs met elsewhere. My new blog is called sorrel_was_here.


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While I do get creeped out by sit-down dinners, speeches or the idea of dancing with one's father, I do think there are a few worthwhile things to be taken away from a wedding... like favors! Some little something, to be taken home. But what ( Read more... )

I always thought that the stressed-bride-going-off-her-head thing was for weaker women than I.

Not so. Organizing a wedding really is enough to make the strongest bride-to-be start to lose her marbles.

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Let's catch up a bit, as I've been awfully uncommunicative lately ( Read more... )

Some of my work can now be seen (and bought, of course) at the gallery Cabinet des Curieux, 12 Passage Verdeau, Paris. The metro station is Grands Boulevards.

We went to the races! It was my first time at a major hoserace, and as usual we staggered home at 3am the night before from another event. I pulled myself together and baked muffins and packed picnic baskets until after 4. It was well that I did, because we had just the time to dress the next morning before being whisked off by the gentle P., one ( Read more... )

I would like to come back to Livejournal. Facebook is sooo much upkeep. How is it that I actually really know so many human beings? I like my journal, which I've shamefully neglected recently, and sometimes enjoy the quiet monologue more than the ongoing barnyard chatter.