Every few months I make a point to go through the closet and sort through all of my clothing. As somebody with limited space, little self-control, a constant stream of costumes, and a penchant for opp-shops- it is a necessity, lest I drown myself in garments.
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Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart?
It was a busy weekend.
Finally got a new bed. The details of the situation are complicated and boring but I promise you this was so far overdue it wasn’t even funny any more. Sleeping is hard.
But that is not important.
On Sunday it was Golden Owl Events annual Wintervalk parade.
Costume events are definitely my jam, but so often I find myself somewhere between too busy or too socially awkward to attend. This passed weekend that was not the case. Hallward happened to be going and graciously offered to drive, so I figured it was a good excuse to bust out the goat from New Year.
For the record: I was right.
Take me out in one fell swoop, knock me out cold.
Christmas was some weeks ago now, but I’m feeling a couple of things are worth discussing, so why not wrap it all up together with a New Year update that should probably be two entries but I feel a lot like both have been put off for too long and would prefer to just get it all out of the way at once?
Uh…
As I sit here frozen, alone, even ghosts get tired and go home.
The goat portion of my goat costume has been completed! What else is there? Maybe some clothing if the time is available. Otherwise I’ll just go naked, like the Baphomet dig something out of the wardrobe.
Isolate and save you from yourself.
We are getting closer and closer to that time of the year where it is no longer so much this year as it is next year… or perhaps that this year has become last year… you follow?
Well, people like to attach ritual to these things and from where I’m standing there sure as heck isn’t anything wrong with that.