Eating: leftover Bacon Cheese Death Pasta
WE HAVE REACHED THE PROMISED IMAGE DUMP
HECATE BE PRAISED, WE RAISE OUR BLOOD-FILLED GOBLETS TO THEE
Janelle Monae! Haters, don't even go to the left, the left doesn't want you. Just lie down where you are and think about your life choices.
BigBang. Kpop pleases me greatly. Plus, I'm trying to teach myself Japanese, and have decided my ultimate test of fluency will be understanding what the hell is going on here:
(I suspect there is not much to understand past "How did TOP get his darling hands on a paint mixer," but still.)
CHEETAHS I LOVE THEM
And finally: My birthday, as it turns out, is on the same day as Nicolas Cage's. I needed to commemorate the discovery.
(I expect Wicker Man fanart from the lot of you when my birthday rolls around, just sayin'.)
And now for something completely disgusting.
... Oh that's right, I was a Jason Todd fangirl at some point. This is mostly a silly stylistic proof-of-concept than anything else, but I still feel the need to explain myself.
Flashback: Three days ago.
Me: Oh well hello there, Jemma-in-the-present-tense! You've certainly been having a lovely time being in the present tense. Say, you haven't done anything interesting art-wise today, have you?
J-Present: ... Why do you ask?
Me: Well, it's just that, for someone who stated in the cover letter of her midpoint review that she really liked comics and wanted to draw comics for a career because she can't think of anything more awesome or compelling than comics, you sure don't make a lot of comics.
J-Pr: ... Fuck you, too.
Me: We're the same person.
J-Pr: In that case, fuck ME.
Me: Language!... Oh my, is that Jemma-from-a-year-and-a-half-ago? What's that you're carrying?
J-Past: A sketchbook -- Just started it! Look how large it is, I think it'll nicely accommodate all the ill-advised fanart I plan on drawing. And you know how much I love ill-advised fanart.
Me: Do I ever! Say, what's this on the latest page?
J-Pa: Oh, it's just an extremely ill-advised set of tight pencils for a Jason Todd fan comic. I think I'm gonna sit on it for a while and then eventually forget about it, seeing as how I think it's the most embarrassing thing I've drawn to date. It might even top that one drawing I made of Batman Beyond making out with Blue Be--
J-Pr: GIVE THAT HERE.
The words aren't mine. They are (as if you thought it couldn't get any worse) lyrics (oh dear) from a wizard rock band (when was I ever into Harry Potter, oh the pain). The band is The Sectumsempras and the song is The Offer. (Be sure to open that in a new window so it doesn't resize your current one. Can't find an mp3, alas)
To anyone reading this who was under the impression that I was even mildly cool, I am deeply, deeply sorry.