Neurotic Owl

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

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

My bentos are neither this pretty nor this anthropomorphic.

So, still crampy and bleed-y, but not terribly nauseated today, so hooray!  On with the jollity! I haven’t been packing my usual adorable lunches that make my coworkers jealous lately, … Continue reading

April 23, 2013 · Leave a comment

My tummy feels yucky.

It might be a short day at work for me if I don’t stop feeling like I’m about to throw up soon.  Or if the nausea gives way to blinding … Continue reading

April 22, 2013 · 3 Comments

Even more paper dolls for your Saturday.

Teehee. He’s such a pale ginger he’s nearly unscannable.  Before you mention the lack of body hair, I grew up a dancer among men who did away with such things, … Continue reading

April 20, 2013 · Leave a comment

100! I’ve been posting a lot, y’all.

I wasn’t sure what to post for my 100th, but this seems good since it’s the basic personality traits of both my main characters. (Sorry, Food Truck Hedgehog.)  I am … Continue reading

April 19, 2013 · 1 Comment

Still keeping it low key after yesterday.

So last night I had some very bad dreams, as I imagine a lot of people did.  Despite my determinedly watching My Little Pony to give my brain a break … Continue reading

April 16, 2013 · Leave a comment

Someone bring me the crazy glue and some tamago, stat!

Sorry about the late post, but it’s been a busy day.  Luckily, I have the perfect owl: Also, I should occasionally be slightly more of a whiny jerk about food.  … Continue reading

April 14, 2013 · 3 Comments

This cat is never going to stop being a terrible plan.

I’ve never been happier than when my vet asked if I wanted the time-release antibiotic shot for Charlie, or the daily medicine that I’d be in charge of giving him.  … Continue reading

April 8, 2013 · Leave a comment

Shhhhhhhhhh.

I actually did this at Pesach when a certain relative of mine would NOT stop talking at me, but it’s frequently the case.  One of several reasons I had trouble … Continue reading

April 7, 2013 · Leave a comment

But his knees don’t hate him.

So this happened a few weeks ago at intermission of a friend’s concert, when the people I was sitting with and I randomly started discussing all the things that are … Continue reading

April 5, 2013 · Leave a comment

I’m the king of the barn!

So, okay, this is somewhere between art related and movie joke, because I am nothing if not high-brow.  Speaking of movies I’ve never actually bothered to see all the way … Continue reading

April 3, 2013 · 1 Comment