Wooot. Today was the finale of this comic workshop I've been going to over the past few weeks, and it was freaking awesome. The turn-out was like about five to ten people, which made sense cause it was in Manhattan and I think that most of us (the nine girls who are awesome and cool and awesomely cool) lived in Queens anyhow. The book turned out nicer than I thought it would, and they edited my work to make it neater (erasing the part where I accidently scribbled 'ohshitohshitohshit'), which was nice. It's not really end cause we'll eventually have a reunion and I'm not sure if they're gonna do the workshop again next year.
Other than that, the most interesting part of the day was on mah subway rides. Someone brought a dog on the subway. I'm not talking about one of those toy poodles that you see celebrities carry in their handbags. I'm talking about a dog that is capable of jumping on your bed and is one leg high.
For about a good five minutes, it was making a noise. I'm saying a noise because I can't describe it. At first I thought it was a baby, but then I heard it 'woof'ing sort of. and then after the wailing, it started whining. For three stops or so.
AGH.
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Anyways. Yes. This blog is pretty cool in the way that it is low in temperature and the way that it's made of Natalie and it's made of Linda. Even days are mine, and odd days are hers, and there'll probably be a picture in every post because it's a good idea.
Blog posts don't have to be on the current day, it can be of thoughts, ideas etc, and IF YOU DUN LIEKZ IT DUN REEDZ IT. Or comment. That's cool too.
Right now my grandma's cooking up something fierce.
I meant that literally, probably cooking up some bobcat, but you can interpret that however you want, sexually, figuratively, whatever.
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