A Helpful Video

How To Avoid Trapped Arm Whilst Cuddling In Bed

I'll have to remember the superman for the next time I'm spooning with my cat.
Oh, videojug, where would we be without you?

Focus

Ok, so I haven't been completely unproductive, it just takes awhile to make anything good.

I made this turtle (with monocle) for a friend to give to a friend. That's right, I was commissioned!


Here's a little experiment I've been working on called "trying to figure out how to use my camera" and, yes, those quotations were unnecessary. Hopefully it will be longer and awesomer in the future.

Creative A.D.D.

i has it.

Summer is simply too good. Now that I have all this time on my hands I can't handle it. There are just too many possibilities. Basically, the problem is that i can't focus on one thought for more than ten seconds and thus am incapable of any productivity or movement.
But I have come up with a solution!! All i need is someone to make decisions for me. All of them. It would really help me out. If you're interested, let me know asap. I can't pay you with anything but Almond Rocas and belly rubs. Please, come be my own little buddah.

Why Do Fools Fall In Love?

Last weekend when I was in LA I slept in a stranger's bedroom. It was a pretty nice place at first glance, but upon closer inspection one thing became abundantly clear; the girl who lives here is dating an idiot of epic proportions.
Let's take a look shall we?
(they get progressively worse. or better??)






the boyfriend calendar (i'll spare you the other months)


the trophy


and my personal favorite

the creepiest clock ever

You Wish You Had One

Cinco de Mayo. What a day. Ok, mostly it was the same as all the others, but one thing was different. There were churros. Abundant churros. From heaven. And just when you thought churros couldn't get any better...

Churro Hedgehog. There IS nothing better.
I plan to make an army.

little babes

I held a baby yesterday. She looked at me and smiled. She gave me her sippy cup. I pretended to use it. She sat on my lap and leaned her head on my chest. It felt so good.

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

I am very clumsy (some just call me stupid). I am also poor. The combination of these two makes for a horrible situation for me, especially in light of my most recent accident, the very near death of my computer. Now, I've broken things before, my cell phone, my bedroom door, the right-side mirror of my car, but this one is by far the most expensive. Upon discovering my slain computer lying broken on the floor, after what I can only assume was a suicide jump from my bed, I let out one loud curse (followed by several quieter ones) and a few tears as i pondered how i could possibly fix it without having to sell my body on the black market. Again.
How does one get by when something is broken and one simply does not have the means to fix it properly? Well, young grasshopper, one must be clever and work with what one has. This is also known as "ghetto-rigging."

Problem: broken computer screen


Solution: BIGGER and better screen.


The moral of the story, you ask? Don't trust me with electronics. Or bedroom doors. But do send me hedgehogs.

The chubby one on the left stole my heart.