don't need no human race, don't need no pretty face
Balloooons! This may be the cutest thing I have ever drawn. Could possibly be construed as a Valentine theme, since there is PINK INK and I feel stupid using pink at any other time of the year. Which is a shame, because I have masses (well, a bottle) of it.
Have been listening to 'graaaah!' sorts of punk all day. BRAINS! BRAINS FOR LUNCH! BRAINS FOR BREAKFAST, BRAINS FOR BRUNCH. Ahahaha. My head just popped.
I accidentally bought two packs of 8mm cassettes instead of the kind you put music on, and only realized this today when I was trying to copy one of my Joy Division CDs onto one of them so I could listen to it in the car. (Rufus doesn't have a CD player. Woe. I have a new car, by the way.) First indication being that it didn't fit in the tape player. Did I give up and accept the fact that I had made a dumb mistake? NO! I turned it about the other way, not willing to acknowledge that I had been stupid enough to buy the wrong kind of tape. After four tries, it became evident that defeat was inevitable, and upon this realization I made a sad face and sighed in an appropriately angsty fashion. The end.
And also a GIP, because BERNARD.
ETA: Neil Gaiman is too wonderful for words, really.
Have been listening to 'graaaah!' sorts of punk all day. BRAINS! BRAINS FOR LUNCH! BRAINS FOR BREAKFAST, BRAINS FOR BRUNCH. Ahahaha. My head just popped.
I accidentally bought two packs of 8mm cassettes instead of the kind you put music on, and only realized this today when I was trying to copy one of my Joy Division CDs onto one of them so I could listen to it in the car. (Rufus doesn't have a CD player. Woe. I have a new car, by the way.) First indication being that it didn't fit in the tape player. Did I give up and accept the fact that I had made a dumb mistake? NO! I turned it about the other way, not willing to acknowledge that I had been stupid enough to buy the wrong kind of tape. After four tries, it became evident that defeat was inevitable, and upon this realization I made a sad face and sighed in an appropriately angsty fashion. The end.
And also a GIP, because BERNARD.
ETA: Neil Gaiman is too wonderful for words, really.