So one of the boxes of random possessions that I mailed to myself in Manchester just before I left Portland arrived today, and as I excitedly unpacked it this afternoon (having no idea any more what was actually in there) I took a bunch of pictures to post here. It was fun, but it certainly slowed down my day. Then transferring the pictures, selecting the good ones, exporting them, renaming them.
Now I finally have time to post them, and I'm realizing I can't fucking be bothered. The only reason I took them in the first place was because I knew this blog was in dire need of a new post. But they bore me, the pictures. It's just more of the same old navel-gazing crap I was doing all summer, only in a weird, inverted form.
Yawn.
So yeah, I think I'm done with blogging for the time being. At least here. New England Gothic is on semi-permanent hiatus.
On a happier note, I think today's shipment may have delivered my Halloween costume ;)
Or y'know, I could always just go as myself.
Goodnight, babies. It's been real.




























