Which isn't technically of me, it's of an owl. A very frustrating owl actually. It was for a challenge, the deadline for which is about now-ish, but I've run out of thread for the eyes. Damnit!
The ramblings on this blog may rarely make sense. They may be humorous or depressing or hyperactive or downright boring. They represent the thoughts of a slightly insane kinky, bisexual, creative, stitcher, knitter, reader, film-lover, writer, Brownie leader. Read on at your own risk.
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