paperz.

i blocked out my entire day to be productive and i've written 1 page (of the necessary 10-12) in the last 6 hours.
considering using the remainder of my saturday to reorganize books and/or read old magazines to drain my brain of academic clutter. my head is made of cotton. and peanut butter. and other impassable things.


i thought that reading the plot to m. night shymalan's movie "devil" might make me laugh and/or feel better.
but once it became clear that the elevator was not in fact the devil, but just some malfunctioning building equipment, i stopped.
anything else is unacceptable as a twist.
unacceptable.
as a twist.

day two hundred seventy.

baby porcupines! 

or, a cute thing destroys your home

c1959

 

the mischief begins

Porcupines eat as much as one pound of plant material per day. As a result of their diet, porcupines smell strongly of old sawdust. (informative text not even close to being from this book)

Porcupines are nocturnal herbivores, which means that they eat plants during the night. Their diet varies with location and the season of the year. In the spring and summer porcupines eat buds, flowers, leaves and small twigs.

 In winter the inner bark, or cambium, of trees forms the main part of their diet (or cigarettes). 

now drunk on carbs and nicotine:

day one hundred thirty-two.

animals! of varying levels of appropriateness

in my book (of scary things), opossums are the worst

from the desk of co-worker laura:
Shadow the cigar-smoking cat
by Bronson Potter & Rala Ashworth

I'm Taggerty Toad
by Peter Pavey

the tiger interrupted his speech:

so he gave him the FINGER

(yes, the toad only has 4 digits, so he doesn't technically have one middle finger. but what else could this be, other than an easter egg of profanity?)

day one hundred four.

i forgot to tell you all about the time (last thursday) when i had to attend a public computing conference for no discernible reason.

seat-filling is my specialty.

day one hundred.

this is a book from 1951 featuring real animals. i can only imagine it was made to frighten children into not asking their parents for a pet.

(click any image for a bit of a closer view, because that is something you might want to do if sight is not your favorite thing)


this is precisely what i look like when i get to class.

if i knew you were coming i'd have baked the photographer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AOfbnGkuGc

so, this is supposed to be a well, and not gallows. i think.

oh great, they killed one.

i'm a pretty girl.

this dog wants to kill himself.

the ever-snarky review, this time wildly appropriate.

happy one hundredth day.