Hooligan!

Hey, I have a secret.

Well, I guess it's not really a secret.

You wanna know?




I just really really really love the phrase, "fraught with peril."


There's just, no greater phrase than "fraught with peril."


Which is funny, because, let's face it, fraught is a weird word no one says anymore, and really, you probably don't want to be in a situation fraught with peril because no one likes to be in peril unless you're a crazy adrenaline junkie out to accidentally remove yourself from the gene pool.  Actually no one says peril anymore, either.  Or perilous.  Also, a perilous situation doesn't garner as much love from me as fraught with peril, even though it's practically the same thing.


My roommate once made fun of me because I accidentally, in all seriousness, complained at her that all my freezer food was gone and her crap would still be there three weeks hence.

Yeah, I'm cool.


Bustin' out the old fogey words.



Hooligan.

Updates

Well, I say updates but there isn't much to speak of.
But I do have some drawings!
It's been a long time, skillz are kinda rusty.  I'm not really used to artz anymore, oh noes. =(

My sister got a fluffball that she named after someone of opposite gender.

And Loki is extremely put out that there are two new dogs.  Poor Loki.

Other dog is a chihuahua and they are no fun to draw.

Blogger, I hate your picture nonsense.