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Proof of life

The blog has unfortunately been gathering dust recently due to a busy work schedule and the necessities that come from moving home. I’m lucky to get half an hour here and there to log into World of Warcraft. My photography has also suffered, through an added lack of interesting subjects and time to Get Out There and Shoot Things. So here is my proof of life. I’m alive, we’re all alive, and we’re doing the things that come of being alive. I’m continuing with my writing; I posted “Fulcrums” here last week, and I have the first part of another piece, called “True Love,” up here on Storiesville. Part two is nearly finished. I hit a wall in trying to describe the location for a scene and eventually gave up on a long, descriptive passage in favour of character exposition.

And that, for now, is the end of Teh Good. My last employer, Monarch Promotions let me go due to the company downsizing all of their departments. I’m angry about the way in which they let me go, and their given reasons for it (I earned too much?), but all I’m going to say on this subject. I truly enjoyed my time at the company and worked with a great bunch of people. If you’re an employer and wish to hire a Linux/Windows/OS X administrator, a retired professional photographer, an accounting clerk, inventory controller or online writer, please contact me. I can also be reached directly by email to mark at bhalash dot com.

The galleries are broken

I’ll fix them during the week, time permitting.

Solo Photo Book Month, Day 1: Five minutes in my head.

Inside my head

Tomo will be awesome. Beautiful photo. Damn dog won’t stop whining. We’ve fed him. My head hurts. Crap song, put on some country. Ooh, Google for leaks! Shit, dishes. I’m going to strangle the dog. He’s outside, what more does he want?! Possibly plausible, although the aesthetics don’t feel right. Too elaborate. Is this working? Dishes! Shit! God, rock. Something lighter. Better. Did I finish the spreadsheet for the meeting? Yes. lol. Losing. Dammit, new game! Be good, Merry. …and the Ibuprofen kicks in. Much better. Stand here beside me in the crumbling hall. Meow to you too, Scout. Dammit Bailey, don’t drink all the water. Hope Caira’s asleep. One photo a day? lol, a blog post a day? I give it a week. Bald face feels good, I look strange though. Uhm. Class.

Meriadoc

Meriadoc
Meriadoc

Meriadoc one of two identical cats (the other being Peregrin) who we got through a shelter a few weeks back. I have absolutely no idea about his breed; he carries traits from several breeds, so he’s a bit of a mongrel. I think he might be distantly related to Princess because they both have long-haired poofy tails, compared to their shorter body coat. Princess’ fur is definitely much softer than Merry’s, and she also has much more of a mane, but on the other hand Merry has the pointed ear tips.

For now I’ll lump him in as a domestic medium hair with dilute Snowshoe traits.

Personality-wise, Merry fits him perfectly. He’s incredibly sociable and will even stand-to and let Caira give him attention. For sure, he’s an awesome cat.


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