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
By the way, I really want an eggroll.
In fact, I had one at lunch, and I would still happily nom eggrolls for dinner all the damn time if health/sanity/the paucity of drive-throughs with good eggrolls allowed. Sadly … Continue reading
While I’m shaking things up. . .
If you’re new around here or (heavens!) don’t read mah thingy everyday, you may be excused for missing the saga of Melanie and Steve. It all began when I … Continue reading
Introducing: A new animal who may or may not ever be seen again.
This was something of a special request this weekend. If I recall correctly, (and I probably don’t) he was originally Impotent Rage Anteater, but I can only draw what … Continue reading
And he has wings of blue.
As am I — in fact, as of either tomorrow or Friday, I’m dyeing wool. Yaaaaaaaaay. . . sad trombone. The thing about dyeing is, usually if I fuck up, … Continue reading
FAAAAAAAALCOOOOOOOR!
Which is nice for him, I’m sure, since I’m currently overcommitted as usual and feeling sliiiightly hysterical. Excuse me, I may be retreating back to the blanket fort. It’s going … Continue reading
Fiiiinally, Neurotic Owlphabet: the part after 12. AKA the end.
I’m only 34, but I’m a darn crotchety 34. Just to be clear, the scary part of this isn’t the zombies — it’s being stuck at a dance party. Alone. … Continue reading
Neurotic Owlphabet, part 11.
He borrowed the compact from Manic Pixie Otter. Obviously an owl would never own a leopard print compact. That would just be silly. So different people react to things … Continue reading
Dude, when I do learn to ride a bike, there will be streamers and a basket and a bell. I’m basically Pheobe.
Phoebe from ‘Friends’, not Phoebe from Eight Cousins. I also make up really stupid songs for my cat. If you’re laughing now and wondering how a 34-year-old woman manages to … Continue reading
Reposting this one because I’m tired and sad and grumpy and not currently clinically depressed, so thank goodness for that.
Sorry for the repost, y’all, but it’s been a rough week already and I have plenty of drawings, but none scanned. Anyway, I’m having my delightful monthly reminder that … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 