Road Trip: the endening.
People are always astonished, not only at how throughly the crazy hits, but how quickly and thoroughly it gets fixed. Half a pack of peanut butter crackers (or in this … Continue reading
Tiny owls really shouldn’t adopt cats.
Because when my fourteen pound cat sleeps on my face, it’s not great, but when it’s Neurotic Owl’s teensy weensy face, it’s MUUUUURDERRRR. About which, more tomorrow.
And now, a leetle story.
AKA how Nara spent her Saturday morning. Goodbye, $2.50. I hope you go to a good cause, but it’ll probably just be the laundromat owners.
Tarot to the EXTREME: Swords 9 & 10.
Dear everyone, Sorry. There was just no way the ten of swords wasn’t going to be a terribly upsetting card. Love, Nara, who had to draw her most fragile alter … Continue reading
Ye slightly less old Tarot, but still pretty old, because I’m working ahead. Cups 4 & 5.
I hadn’t planned to have the same character featured alone twice, but Hypersensitive Fox just felt right for both of these, and now t semi-accidentally makes a leetle story. Also, … Continue reading
In case you were wondering where I was for most of last week. . .
And now I’m home. And now we shall never speak of it again.
A loooong bath.
No real joke here – one of my friends was telling a story about how she takes such long showers that neither her husband nor her mother noticed when she … Continue reading
It continues.
In case you didn’t see this one last week: And now:
Neurotic Owl 