Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: bass

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

Meerkats are really good at looking vaguely offended.

Last week was sparse, I know, but I’m really hoping to get all the way through Collins’ proposal this week.  I’m going out of town on Sunday for eight days, … Continue reading

July 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

In which I embrace the joys of a limited palette.

I have a passionate love affair with all of the colours, as certain non-black areas of my wardrobe will attest, but sometimes it’s just fun to narrow things down a … Continue reading

December 9, 2014 · Leave a comment