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yamamanama9 days until the Vernal Equinox
See, I don't draw only women.
That's the woman with the cameo necklace and the woman on the green line who was twirling twirling twirling towards freedom.
The one on the top right writes stories about people. The one on the bottom left is Casey.
In real life, the woman on the bottom left with the shaved head had a lock of purple hair. For various reasons, I'm not bringing an entire bag of pens with me on these excursions.
The woman on the bottom right had fluorescent hair.
The one on the top middle is Colombian, the one on the bottom left is Mexican, the one on the bottom left is German. The other two weren't part of the group.
And here's Sarah. She made me put her name there. So I don't have to make up a name for her. She loved the collage and the woman with the mantis head reminded her of her friend's "fucked up" art. Her words, not mine.
I woke up Monday and it was snowing.
Sarah was around. The Sarah who likes to travel, not the Sarah who plays guitar, obviously.
I showed things to Nicole and to Megan. Nicole once tried to carve a 250 pound pumpkin and her bunny helped out with that. Megan likes to watch birds, in fact, she was there looking for owls in the trees, wondering if the snowy owl had someone to keep her company. I imitated owls and loons and failed to imitate blackbirds and she's like "yes! I'm not the only person who's completely crazy!" And she says she's almost gotten into accidents because people put plastic owls on their roofs.
We were testing a bunny for e. cuniculi, or rather, testing for the presence of antibodies because the bunny was asymptomatic and there's no way to test for the actual genetic material from the parasite, basically because if she didn't have the parasite, she'd be kept away from the bunny with the parasite and no symptoms and if she had the parasite, she'd be kept with the other bunny but away from people with compromised or deficient immune systems.
Male guinea pigs are actually really susceptible to mammary tumors, though they're rarely metastatic, much like female rats. Benign tumors aren't entirely benign, they just don't spread and are usually easily removed. Metastatic tumors spread through the lymphatic system or through the circulatory system or sometimes by breaking off and embedding themselves somewhere else or sometimes simply by growing.
A song was playing and it sounded familiar and I wanted to know what it was. If only Sarah was around. The Sarah who's motto is "never squander your talent", not the one who's motto is "to the ends of the Earth." She said she can always remember how a song goes.
Nina asked if anyone's ever gotten pissy about being drawn and I suggested people who do probably don't notice they're being drawn and just assume they're being stared at and I blamed people like the regulars on Vox Popoli and Alpha Game Plan for basically trying to sexually harass their way into de facto sex segregation. I should have explained the context better, in which Vox Day has been stalking and harassing people who write unfavorable reviews of his novels.
burning question: when's the worst time to have the flu?
See, I don't draw only women.
That's the woman with the cameo necklace and the woman on the green line who was twirling twirling twirling towards freedom.
The one on the top right writes stories about people. The one on the bottom left is Casey.
In real life, the woman on the bottom left with the shaved head had a lock of purple hair. For various reasons, I'm not bringing an entire bag of pens with me on these excursions.
The woman on the bottom right had fluorescent hair.
The one on the top middle is Colombian, the one on the bottom left is Mexican, the one on the bottom left is German. The other two weren't part of the group.
And here's Sarah. She made me put her name there. So I don't have to make up a name for her. She loved the collage and the woman with the mantis head reminded her of her friend's "fucked up" art. Her words, not mine.
I woke up Monday and it was snowing.
Sarah was around. The Sarah who likes to travel, not the Sarah who plays guitar, obviously.
I showed things to Nicole and to Megan. Nicole once tried to carve a 250 pound pumpkin and her bunny helped out with that. Megan likes to watch birds, in fact, she was there looking for owls in the trees, wondering if the snowy owl had someone to keep her company. I imitated owls and loons and failed to imitate blackbirds and she's like "yes! I'm not the only person who's completely crazy!" And she says she's almost gotten into accidents because people put plastic owls on their roofs.
We were testing a bunny for e. cuniculi, or rather, testing for the presence of antibodies because the bunny was asymptomatic and there's no way to test for the actual genetic material from the parasite, basically because if she didn't have the parasite, she'd be kept away from the bunny with the parasite and no symptoms and if she had the parasite, she'd be kept with the other bunny but away from people with compromised or deficient immune systems.
Male guinea pigs are actually really susceptible to mammary tumors, though they're rarely metastatic, much like female rats. Benign tumors aren't entirely benign, they just don't spread and are usually easily removed. Metastatic tumors spread through the lymphatic system or through the circulatory system or sometimes by breaking off and embedding themselves somewhere else or sometimes simply by growing.
A song was playing and it sounded familiar and I wanted to know what it was. If only Sarah was around. The Sarah who's motto is "never squander your talent", not the one who's motto is "to the ends of the Earth." She said she can always remember how a song goes.
Nina asked if anyone's ever gotten pissy about being drawn and I suggested people who do probably don't notice they're being drawn and just assume they're being stared at and I blamed people like the regulars on Vox Popoli and Alpha Game Plan for basically trying to sexually harass their way into de facto sex segregation. I should have explained the context better, in which Vox Day has been stalking and harassing people who write unfavorable reviews of his novels.
burning question: when's the worst time to have the flu?
