okay i don't have the attention span for this i put sketch stuff at dizzyedge.net and do sekrit /wrist rants elsewhere kk! i just drew a nekkid tv celebrity after having a brief discussion in which no one were really sure if the celebrity in question had been outed as a child molester or not. it's a beautiful world.
VG arrangerer tegneseriestripe - vel, énruter/halvside-konkurranse. Jeg har lyst til å væme men jeg er ikke morsom, cryyy cryyy.

This strip actually had reason and context, but I figure it's irrelevant to most of you, so I'll say something about Spore instead. I have created a race of carnivorous giraffes. There, I said it.
Why did I suddenly (bafflingly) befriend you?
a) I think you're cool
b) I used to sort of know you / know of you before I VANISHED so I could make a cool LJ-reappearance years later
c) I do infact, uh, know you
d) I want you to gaze upon these things that I made
e) all of the above
(Also I'm Karina and this is a sketch dump sort of thing and I'm not sure how international it really needs to be uh hei alt er bra!)
a) I think you're cool
b) I used to sort of know you / know of you before I VANISHED so I could make a cool LJ-reappearance years later
c) I do infact, uh, know you
d) I want you to gaze upon these things that I made
e) all of the above
(Also I'm Karina and this is a sketch dump sort of thing and I'm not sure how international it really needs to be uh hei alt er bra!)
Hay!
Why didn't anyone tell me about Hourly Comic Day back in February, huh? I haphazardly came across it and promptly began to tell the story about my Friday, despite it not being February, nor particularly interesting.
These are just the hours before I went to sleep, because the actual day turned out far too distracting - but am posting because they are an accurate description of how I spend 95% of my evenings. (AND I AM SUPER INTERESTING.)
( deep and meaningful nightly thoughts )
Why didn't anyone tell me about Hourly Comic Day back in February, huh? I haphazardly came across it and promptly began to tell the story about my Friday, despite it not being February, nor particularly interesting.
These are just the hours before I went to sleep, because the actual day turned out far too distracting - but am posting because they are an accurate description of how I spend 95% of my evenings. (AND I AM SUPER INTERESTING.)
( deep and meaningful nightly thoughts )
