so i made it to nyc as planned and have been nothing but busy since, hence my lack of writing and pretty much everything else as well. it's good, but i also sometimes feel like i have no life. it's more that my entire life consists of work and flight. these things are good, very good in fact but as those of you who know me know, i'm not usually so happy unless i am spinning several metaphorical plates at once. i'm working on finding ways to remedy the situation- namely making time for myself and my own projects that do not revolve around the company/house etc. . .

funny that it took not juggling to realize that i need to juggle.

i've finally started making pictures again. :)

i'm going to yoga again too.

the sewing machine has made it out of the closet, as have the knitting needles.

i miss seattle, but i'm finally starting to think of myself as a new yorker.

xom