Buttercup McFoodytail’s cousin Steve is a douche. Also, I joined twitter.
For context’s sake, because occasionally I actually do provide context, The Bloggess asked people on Twitter to draw a unicorn and a girl making out just as I was checking … Continue reading
Also, she’s pretty fond of Cap’n Tightpants. Not that way, though – she reserves her naughty feelings for uptight doctors.
Confused? You should watch more Firefly.
Saturday! Time for sparklies.
Among the many hobbies/crafts/idiosyncracies that have forced me to admit to Manic Pixie Dreamgirl tendencies is the fact that I make shrinky-dink jewelry. Like this: Most of these are necklace … Continue reading
He probably won’t end you, though.
So I guess in this case Food Truck Hedgehog would be driving the wagon, and Manic Pixie Otter would be in the back providing cover, though she’s really more of … Continue reading
The Hat I call Jayne
In honour of a certain asshat network who killed a certain awesome show, intending (and failing) to leave it all corpsified and gross, and are now intent on draining it … Continue reading
Did I mention that I work for an opera company?
I dare you not to sing that in your head. On a semi-connected note (clowns), I just started listening to the Thrilling Adventure Hour podcast and #5 is the best … Continue reading
I did another Passover drawing last night, but it’s not scanned yet.
wings. scissors. whatever.
Eep.
So yesterday started off slow — I was going to go to my parents’ house, do laundry, visit Skippy the Cat and (if she’d let me) Meg the Grumpy … Continue reading
Holding still is hard, y’all.
Which I realize is a weird thing to say, since part of Neurotic Owl’s deal is that he barely moves, but still. Anyway, I meant him to just be peeking … Continue reading
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