"This book isn't about anything at all."

Despite apathy, I've found a large percentage of the surface of my desk, and part of the couch. There's still an exciting array of scrap fabric all over the floor, but somewhat more contained than previous. And I stole [ok, was offered the loan of] rechargeable batteries from my brother, so I could take pictures of things. (My camera eats batteries alive, and I haven't gotten rechargeable ones yet-- any recommendations on where to go/what to get?-- and the last of the standard AAs went into my flashlight when the power went out last week.)

I got a box for valentine's day. Not that I got or made a present in return (instead spending much time dithering about what to make...) which is sad, but there will be things given at *some* point. ( pictures... )

And eyelashes are pretty, but difficult to photograph:



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