Hello, my lovelies, and welcome to my humble chunk of cyberspace. Appallingly boring so far, isn't it? Yes, well, piss off. I'm working on it, I just don't have any of those wretched black and yellow signs up everywhere to tell you so.

I do, however, have a number of photographs of myself (and my felines), which makes me seem awfully narcissistic. Unless, of course, you realize that I spend a hideous amount of time online, dealing with people whom I get to know rather well, but whose faces I rarely see. This is an opportunity, then, to see the gruesome visage of the Themedemon Cacoethes, the icky Nosferatu Clanstaffer Emelia, and blah de blah, wearing her Real Life Skin. (Please forgive the lousy scanning jobs on a couple, as well as some fairly crummy crops. I was in a hurry. It will eventually be fixed.)

So venture forth, if you dare. All photographs of me were taken by The Fabulous Amanda A. Matras, 1998, unless otherwise noted. Thanks again, grrl.

Probably the best one, though I scanned it crummily. You can see it in black and white here, which kinda looks better.

The wind effect.

Hanging out with dead sextons.

The Empress.

Me and not my cat.

The gazebo of doom.

"One Thing Is Needful."

Don't be fooled.

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