Starch is So…Starchy

Is it not? Sorry, my friend was watching a show of people that had weird food addictions…like starch.

OK! SORRY, sorry, I meant to post this last night, (4 a.m.) but my computer was being stupid  and my room was really hot. Now I've got 6 or so hours of stuff to do but, I am posting this first! I just like blogging more than pleasing some people and playing by the rules.

What’s sad…is that I’ve done little today. So I’ve got little to say :/ Sorry guys. I should be posting something wonderful and worth reading since I don’t think I’ll have internet at my godson’s house, but I don’t have much to say.

Hmph.

Oh wait---YES I DO!

Like I said, I’ve done little today. What I DID was shuffle and draw on myself.

I’m so productive :P

First:  shuffle.

I found this video and…it makes me want to shuffle. I told that to a friend of mine and she laughed cause she knows I don’t like dancing. But when I watch this video…I can imagine all of my friends gathering in a street and shuffling! This song is just so…Shuffle-able!

 Everyday I'm shufflin, shufflin.... 

Second:  drawing on myself.

I was working on my last thank-you notes and I was listening to music (shocker). The pen of choice is a Sharpie Pen. Which writes on skin, too…

Like a 4 year old (I had to do something to make Sophie feel better) I wrote lyrics to start off with. And it was just on my ankles. Well then the pen sort of died…

So I went to look for a new one when I found…my Sharpies.
You can guess where the storie’s going.

I’ll just post the pictures…

The caged bird no longer sings

Hot air balloon in a decorated sky.

Look familiar?

3 legged sheepy!

Fail at a monarch. For the record, it was on my side. Not easy!

My full tummy.

My

attempt at a zipper drawing. The lighting was difficult and these are all from my dino phone camera

I filled in the extra spaces with blue

I really shouldn’t be left alone with Sharpies…

The good thing is that I’m wearing a black shirt today (another shocker) so the ink doesn’t show on my shirt. Woot! Though oddly, I’d probably be OK with it. I sometimes like ruined clothes.

For example, I love my Converse, so I wear them until they’re held together with Ductape, pins, and little parts are sewn together. Plus if I paint (either personal or for a set for a play), I’m sometimes glad to get paint on me. Show’s I’ve done something, I guess. Show’s I’ve been somewhere, been this way for a while, not just wearing something because everyone else is.

MMM I have to pack tomorrow. Woo.

And, print off my ticket. I keep asking my mom if I can unplug the phone but she never replies…not helping. Soo if she doesn’t give me an answer tomorrow, I’m just going to have to unplug it and print my ticket or I’ll be pissed cause I’ll have to buy another ticket…which will be close to 80-90 dollars I don’t want to spend. Mleh.

I want a hot pocket right now…Thanks, Jim Gafigan >.>

Wow for not doing anything today, I posted a good bit.

Length wise; quality’s questionable :)

For the record, Sharpies + skin when it's hot = don't mix well.
HOWEVER, my drawings all still look good after sleeping on them. WOO!

“Oh dear lord…they made a part one!? That means there’s going to be a part two!! Who the hell do they think they are, Harry Potter?!”