Here's the thing.
School has sucked my life into a black hole of oblivion. As for the regular updates I was doing so well on for a while...that's a part of my former life. If I'm not in the sewing studio, I'm in the print studio. If I'm not in either of those, I'm at work. If not at work, I'm at my other work. If I'm not there, I'm at my other other work. If I'm missing from all of those, I am in the basement of Macy's doing my math homework. If I'm absent from the far right corner, I am in class. If I am not there, I am on the bus on the way to one of those places. BUT, on the weekends, I get the privilege of having a taste of my former self for a very brief time, generally from Friday at 12:05pm until Sunday morning whenever I wake up.
I hope you understand how serious this problem is. It is not to be underestimated. Ever.

I also hope you understand how important this performance was.



And this