Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Monthly Archives: September, 2015

Road trip! In which we scare a cop with lady tears.

 Just to be clear, none of that crying and babbling was deliberate.  We had been on the road a long damn time and we were all pretty exhausted and miserable, … Continue reading

September 30, 2015 · Leave a comment

And then KITTEN.

This was an expensive weekend.  Saturday I took my car to the mechanic and oh, the pain.  So I’m thinking hard about budget and how I’m going to manage and … Continue reading

September 29, 2015 · Leave a comment

I drew a thing!

Which is hardly news, I know. More importantly, I found the thing!  If you saw my freak out Friday, you know that I drew a special something for the Bloggess … Continue reading

September 28, 2015 · Leave a comment

Sometimes you can describe a whole lifestyle in one sentence. Also, I’m freaking out.

This phrase just came up in conversation with a friend, and I had to stop to admire it because it just says so much.  Sorry, A, I tease because I … Continue reading

September 25, 2015 · Leave a comment

Road trip part three! O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!

September 22, 2015 · Leave a comment

Road trip, part two. In which I piss off Arkansans. Is that what they’re called?

I feel like somebody’s going to bitch at me about this, since I have no idea if jug bands are even a thing in Arkansas.  Look, I’m just telling you … Continue reading

September 21, 2015 · Leave a comment

Road trip!

This is a set of little anecdotes about a road trip I went on in grad school with two friends (names are changed, but if you knew me in school, … Continue reading

September 18, 2015 · Leave a comment

A rerun about anxiety.

I have a few things drawn, but a friend was having trouble with anxiety last night and I suggested playing with LEGOs or jigsaw puzzles as a thing I find … Continue reading

September 17, 2015 · Leave a comment

This is it! The day of twee!

As always, click to embiggen. Memory is weird.  You know how, sometimes, a childhood incident gets turned into a story, and then after a while you’re not sure if it’s … Continue reading

September 16, 2015 · 1 Comment

Tomorrow is for twee. Today is for NOPE.

The logic chain as I recall it:  Chatting with friends about the children’s opera I’m working on (one guess which one), and how disconcerting rehearsal was because the ‘Boy’ had … Continue reading

September 15, 2015 · Leave a comment