Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: personal stories you didn’t want to hear

Shakespeare: now with more waders.

In exceedingly related news, I’m meeting friends tonight to watch As You Like It and picnic on the hill.  Of course, we would never do something as silly as an … Continue reading

August 9, 2013 · Leave a comment

I was super extra triple frustrated when I did this one.

This actually had two followups — ‘has to do everything himself’ and ‘needs a sleeping bag day’, but obviously I’m not worried about publishing in order.  I’m just saying, when … Continue reading

August 8, 2013 · Leave a comment

I promise I’m ok today. I drew this one last week — or maybe the week before, I forget.

Much like a blanket fort day, sometimes I just want to climb inside a sleeping bag and zip it all the way up, ideally over my head too, so no … Continue reading

August 5, 2013 · Leave a comment

Teehee. Poop.

It doesn’t matter how many times I sit through Antony and Cleopatra, or how well I know my Shakespeare, or, indeed, my basic nautical terms.  I will never not giggle … Continue reading

August 4, 2013 · Leave a comment

I’m impressionable.

So Redbubble sent me an email, all, “Hey, moron!  Make an iphone case!  People like iphone cases!” and while I doubt anyone is actually going to buy it, far be … Continue reading

July 30, 2013 · Leave a comment

This Saturday: Shit I Said on Twitter

I can go weeks without posting anything except blog links on Twitter, and then shit like this goes down.  Sorry I’m the worst at embedding screencaps/figuring out the Twitter widget.  … Continue reading

July 27, 2013 · Leave a comment

More travel!

I has a sad because I had hoped to be able to plan a trip to Oregon to visit some dear friends this summer and maybe go to Voodoo Donuts … Continue reading

July 27, 2013 · 1 Comment

Shakespeare! But not the two I’m working on, a totally different one.

+5 to awesomeness if you know the play.  Don’t be skeered, y’all, C. can’t win every time!  (He probably can.  Remind me to tell you about the time he basically … Continue reading

July 23, 2013 · 2 Comments

RIP, my little friend.

All I have to say is that everything I dye at work right now has to be done twice because I’m working in ridiculous conditions with shitty equipment and no … Continue reading

July 19, 2013 · Leave a comment

This is why I’m not allowed to go to Michael’s.

Because oh my god, this was on clearance and how could I not buy it?It’s insulated! It has plates!  And utensils!  And cups!  And napkins! The utensils have heart cutouts! … Continue reading

July 14, 2013 · Leave a comment