So I can't PROVE it, but shortly after I started going through all of my old magazines, I came down with a SERIOUSLY brutal cold/eye infection/general disgustingness. Did I, sorta like Howard Carter opening Tutankhamen's Tomb, receive the curse of every mother whose son never threw out a magazine? Perhaps some long dormant mold spore poisoning? Don't know! But I'm just about healthy, and I'll get back to my magazine project. Thanks for being patient!
Thursday, December 02, 2010
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3 comments:
You are obcessed.
Cheers,
JG
glad your feeling better! now boot up that scanner your audience awaits with baited breath!
YAY!
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