discolé monade

bob's burgers tells me it's about the popping effect. is this true?

holy lot of hours, batman.

wait, you just woke up, from your night job?

tell them to send me money

never change sawdy.

aw muffin. i'm sorry. i don't know if i'm depressed (probably because this house and this old man are driving me crazy) or stressed (because trying to get loan causes ulcers and sharp stabbing eyeball pains) or worried (because i am taking care of 2 families)

it's like, 0400. you should be asleep. go back to bed.

another 'beta' but, i think it came out pretty good. i didn't write the pattern, i started to, but i had to tear this down 5x and was like screw that. anyway ta~da

i probably could if i ate better. i can't seem to get the motivation to work out. probably depression. and stress. strepression.

i wish i could lose just 20 lbs. shit, i'd be happy with 10 lbs. i only NEED to lose 20 lbs, but it's seems like an impossible journey *sigh* i'm tall, so it doesn't look terrible.

make it a good one. or not. whatever. <3

damn rebel. with a hot dame on your arm. adorable puppies at home. you'r not the man i thought you were. *side bar @Zenigundam why are you so gawd damn weird? and gross? this schtick is moldy.

after the holidays maybe. unless i get this loan for the building, then i'll be handy~woman disco.

ok...2018 light show. also, elf on the shelf repelling across garland to deer head (this really should be a rpg for kids i think) ok...here we go.

bait fail in 3...2...1

i haven't yet.

well, got kaonoshi's face done. it will be stichted on the body so it doesn't look so, wonky. secret santa.

uti you should drink cranberry juice

oh... and for reference the macaroon

come on by for a weekend. i'll teach all the cookies i know. and then we can tackle macaroons together as your exit exam.

i hear a lot of people say that. i was a fail in the way back when, but over time i got better. but cookies...aren't terribly hard. i want to learn and perfect the art that is the macaroon.

you cut me deep man. deep. they were left over from the peanut butter kiss cookies. AND...i'll be making more tomorrow. because guess what. THOSE cookies lasted 2 days also, tis the season that i have to make cookies every week for this house.

and i'm pretty sure kevin's dad was a hedge fund scam artist, and uncle frank was in deep with the mob.

'neptune's daughter' ~ 1949 watch it...then we'll talk. the song by itself is...well...a little creepy. but within the parameters of the movie itself, the plot, and the whole 'wackiness' of the characters...it's a perfectly legit song, for the 'cat and mouse' antics throughout the whole film and this is just yet, another absurd 'omg my delicate feelings'