Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

It’s that time, y’all. PROPOSAL TIME.

    Okay, I know cat topiary isn’t really Lady Catherine’s style, I just couldn’t resist. Why so creepy, Darcy?   Places to buy stuff! TEEPUBLIC: mostly t-shirts, a few … Continue reading

August 19, 2017 · Leave a comment

To Rosings!

Damn, Charlotte. Ladies, if you want to get a handsome, rich, and socially awkward dude, practice that xylophone.

August 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

This is not a real post.

Because I’m an idiot who scanned cartoons on lunch at work and then forgot to send myself the file, that’s why. This is just a reminder that I am not … Continue reading

August 16, 2017 · 4 Comments

The Gardiners are party people.

Well, pandas.

August 11, 2017 · Leave a comment

A public service announcement.

If you have a crafty friend, do not leave them unsupervised for three days with an apartment full of beads, or they will likely ignore everything that needs doing to … Continue reading

August 9, 2017 · Leave a comment

Back to Houston, back to Longbourn.

Sorry, I was back Wednesday but I’ve been more or less a cat-cuddling zombie till today. Dammit, Charlotte!

August 5, 2017 · Leave a comment

Weekly thingy and SO MUCH AUSTEN.

Mrs. Bennet’s hung over, la la la la la la. Once again the inherent cheerfulness of the cartoon otter face betrays me. Also, how does he think they’re going to … Continue reading

July 22, 2017 · Leave a comment