So. Another lovely summer of doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING has just about passed, and what do we have to show of it?
 

Nothing.

And it's wonderful.

But boredom has driven me to doing what I swore I never would; upload travel pictures

Moving on from that lovefest, today I was wandering across the far reaches of the internet, exploring each portal delivered to me by My Master (Google), when I stumbled into a steaming pile of AkuRoku love. Or something. Actually, not at all, but HEY, it still made me a very happy dorkataur. What, you ask?
THIS.
It is a screencap from a pre/sequel that doubtlessly been released by now, that is for the DS fer crap's sake, yet I shall never see it as I am a silly American. Le Siiiigh...

BUT HEY. It's nice to see that, despite KH2's insistance, Axel isn't dead to the developers <3
Oh. And Roxas, too. But, more importantly, ~Axel~!

Eurovision is awesome.

And not just because of the geography involved.

Seriosly.

That is all.

In other news! Made my very own, shiny Majora's Mask. Because I was bored. Oh, plaster <3 May do pictures at some point or another. And make more random masks. Mm.... Fun with plaster... (Senior dress-up as mask peddler Y/Y?)

Now to put together a lovely power point on murderous poisons. <3

Gonna get some hardcore research done, in between the hardcore knitting and hardcore procrastination, on Linezolid. Antibiotics-on-steroids FTW. And then we get to build it. The awesomeness of it all leaves me with the overwhelming urge to nap. Which isn't really saying much, considering that pickled onions give the same effect, but hey.

Mechanical Tree of Doom is proving fickle. Using watercolor on it will only exacerbate things. In classic American fashion, I don't think I planned this well enough. Something else to get done.

Also have to make some room for fangasming obsessing over Hetalia. Oh, yay.
Decided that This Video is not only awesome, but reminiscent of my current Number One Fandom, which makes it even better. In short, I Approve. But it leaves me with the horrifying urge to attempt Hetalia!ficcage. Ugh.

Speaking of my flailing lack-of-fandom-activity, I has a train wreck of a doodle. Yaay.

A day early for Valentine's, a day late for Spain's birthday. Timing is everything.

A Misguided Attempt...
Excuse my fail... -.- The thing that he's holding is supposed to be a heart-shaped tomato. Something got lost in translation, I'm afraid. ("Te Amo" means "I Love You" and "Se Mio" means "Be Mine," [well, literally "You're mine" but the former works better >.<] FYI)

Found myself trying to figure out the actual mechanics behind zombie pr0n today. Quickly decided to find something else to do with my time.
Unfortunately, that spawned the above.

So, all day yesterday, I was going to work on my English project for The Scarlet Letter.
Instead, I wound up attempting to write crappy Chillingworth/Dimmesdale dub!con pr0n
'M not sure my teacher would appreciate that sort of thing.

And, Stand-Up Showdown? WTF? NO Birbiglia or Gaffigan at ALL? And, really? This is supposed to be the best of the best, but half of the people in the top ten didn't merit anything more than a chuckle, at best. What a sad, strange world this has become...


BUT. ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE, THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING. HETALIA ANIME. MY GOD. The degree of EXTREME happiness is immeasurable. Just... Ahh....
Chibitalia has an adorable voice. As expected. Germany is awesome, America is a dork, Russia is creepy, and all is right with the world. Much love.
Although, the ending inexplicably has the Axis powers drinking liquor from shoes. I fail to see the subliminal symbolism in that, but hey. I enjoy it regardless. Especially the complete and total suspense! as Germany has a staring match with a box of (Italian!) tomatoes.  Mmm, where's Spain when you need him...?

Aah, well then. Time to fail miserably at making an Austria paper doll. (Fun to be had!)

Pr0n.

Zombie Pr0n.

Hunter/Smoker.

(And maybe a bit of Bill/Francis)

WTF.

I'm making another, better Fran hat (because the one I've done REEEAAALLLY didn't work) BUT gonna turn the old one into a LUSSURIA!Sorta Fran hat. (Basically, looking for an excuse to give it creeper eyes and add flamboyant, feathery yarn to the edge. Should be pretty FABULOUS. Might give it a bright green mohawk)

Speaking of Varia, character songs WIN. As far as actual sound, not OMGWTFLUSSURIA/BEL/MAMMON/SQUALO/XANXUS (epic pairing), then Mosca's is probably the best. The only one that fails is Levi's, but we already knew that he was a bit "special"

SIGNING OFF

Okay. I get it. The handcuffs were obviously taken out in an effort to tone down the MASSIVE FREAKING AMOUNTS OF PEDO!gay. But, really? This opens doors that even I had never dared contemplate. OOC and complete crack doors, but, hey. What more can one ask for?

The horrifying product of thinking one thing whilst discussing another. And my poor editing abilities.

But Byakuran -does- seem like -that- kind of creeper, so we wouldn't be too surprised. Which is why we love him sooo~! (100 Wins the World in the name of the Milliefiore)

(FYI, Barney hails from http://www.qatarliving.com/node/53638 and Byakuran is itakoaya's lovely coloring seen here. To everyone involved, I apologize)

On a side note, just realized how much we're going to miss UndeadJournal.... Baibi, zombies...

Recently caught myself saying that I enjoy "art and all that crap." This unfortunate comment was swiftly followed by a horrendous mental image of the near (one can only hope soon to be post-apocalyptic) future, in which several art aficionados are staring questioningly, probing-ly, into the contents of a more-recently-used-than-flushed toilet, trying to evoke its deeper meaning.
Deary me. The joys of being lil' miss literal.

Anywho, HAPPY NEVADA DAY! WHOOT! And a lovely, impending World Vegan Day tomorrow.

Because we HAD TO WORK *grumble!* we missed out on all of the usual chaos 'n such, but we did stumble upon something amusing. Soon after we arrived, some poor, misguided soul called the store, hoping only to reunited with his lost Big Mac and large Sprite. After kindly being told, no, we haven't seen his poor, lost food-stuffs, and then again when he called back, we finally gave in, informing him to pull up to the next window with six dollars handy, and then WE PUNCHED HIM IN THE THROAT. OVER THE PHONE. AND HUNTED DOWN EVERYTHING HE EVER LOVED. YOU DON'T MESS WITH JOB LOT.

Right. Wish we could report anything better. Got EXTREME Ryohei swinger-thing. Which is awesome. To the limit. *Is shot*

Failing miserably with paint. Tempted to just fling various shades of grey at my paper (rather like a monkey with poo!) and see what sticks.

Spanner. Holy crudzors, yeah.

Got a 100 on a crappy myth thing we did, which now and forever calls into question our English teacher's judgment.

Well. That's it, I dare say. Time to watch some zombie movies. KTHXBAI.

Three Simple Words.

Thassit.

Really.

Say them and you solidify your relationship. Or tear it apart. But, if it was the latter, it wouldn't have been going anywhere, anyway.

So. Get on with it. Or stop making it my problem. Logic, people. Logic. If there's anything I hate more than angst, it's senseless angst caused by stubbornness.



Anywho, on topic, happy Mole Day!

OH YEAH! (Getting redundant by now, eh?)
Finished Tsuna Mittens. Two pairs, by now, however each one is somewhat different. I can't quite keep myself from changing the pattern slightly each time to (hopefully) make them better. Meh

OH FREAKING YEAH! (No comment!)
Happy World Animal Day!