I am back from vacation.

Not that anyone who reads my blog would care. Or even know I went on vacation. Besides you, mom. Yep. My hands are really unsteady so I don't think I could ever be a surgeon (not to mention the blood and guts). If I try to hold my hand out my fingers convulse and spasm and it twitches. I just want to be like, "Hey hand. Don't rock da boat don't tip da boat over." But I know it wouldn't listen.

I drew a lot of stuff while I was gone. Not everything will get an explanation. And I won't put everything up because I am feeling kind of lazy and sleepy. Not kind of. I am.

The quality is super craptastic again, I know. I do not have a scanner. I am not going to buy one. I'll fix it when school comes back around and I can mooch off theirs.

I also made this list.

BABIES V.S. DOGS

Babies

Poop - have to change diapers
Cries. A lot.
Needs fed all the frackin' time
BREAST FEEDING eek
Becomes a teen - hates you
If you eat it, you're a cannibal

Dogs

Poop - you can leave it outside
Can be caged
Never cries
Just feed twice a day. No need for variety either.
Loves you unconditionally. FOREVER.
Can be eaten in a survival/emergency situation

Conclusion. Have dogs. Not babies.

Why I shave

1. So the girls I know won't tease me.

2. So boys won't mistake me for a bear.

(Of course, the fact that it is me and not some wild, savage, man-eating animal might be more incentive to skedaddle.)

I suspect I ate a pretty big amount of worms on the greens I made tonight. I found an inch worm and caterpillar on one leaf. I pushed it aside and kept eating.

Oh little buggy.

I find out I killed really cool bugs a lot. It makes me pretty sad... Bugs such as this little guy.

I couldn't fix it. When I closed the garage he was in the crevice .___. I needed a screwdriver and I do not like to go out there in the open.

This here frozen treat is a Dilly Bar from Dairy Queen. My dad fondly calls them "breasts on a stick". I always feel kind of sick when I eat one now.

I have this robe I use sometimes. I like it a lot because it makes me feel like a ninja. When I am alone I do karate chops, pretend I know martial arts and watch my sick moves in the mirror.

My other robe looks like this:

I was too lazy to draw it. Well... That's really all I have to say.

Pictures

I took pictures of some pictures. If you can't read them, suck it up and deal with it!

Ignore that. It no longer applies. I scanned them :]

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I made some silly little doodles on paint. Wanna see? Hot dog, I bet you do!