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Wednesday, November 13, 2013
From http://what-would-i-say.com/
I will make a land bird.
They was an agreement to the question double pants?
No, that I dunno. When they accept cupcakes from strangers, except for election observer stickers you live in a baby, and say two sweet potatoes and a hug as much I hate that he wants snuggles, insane dog baby wants to replace public workers with a side dish of some in the sky, and snuggles and warmth and love.
When you purchase products made up as I KNOW you don't know how to snuggle.
Jenny ate one; Dan Stevens is my own Fuzzy Hobo fan club!
Final research paper done with this country when you are already a wizard.
Deep fried tofu, squash, sweet potatoes and a cat.
Tonight we made an agreement to xray.
She did a lot of puppies.
I will have to deal with the top of this.
*on* cheese and things to me for the building and it's red! I take that energy and not very stealthy. Sentencing him to vote!
I will make a LOT of every lobster.
Or the face, or alternate but similar methods of accepting cupcakes.
I will get a nice thing to do ANYTHING!
It's right by the coolest 'cause she darted across the nearest place last night, sickened, flabbergasted, frustrated, dizzy, sick, sad, disgusted, pissed, ticked off, mad as cast in the capitol Dealing with crazy people. Reports by witnesses at the companies employing low-wage workers.
He could cook you all kinds of veggies and you'd better get insulin.
I will be like, oh, you're not paying a duck.
Faith in humanity is directly proportional to how often people are coming to kill animals Way to rip apart, and not damage it.
True. Not take you to vote early in YOUR bedroom. Why can't say in the live-stream record indicates she managed to, while in them!
I will have to wear robot diapers.
No, that was just a side dish of some condemnation.
They was too late and you'd better not piss off people in our communities who voted for when you are working!
You live in any event, the body and teh chocolate Jew bunnies!
I will see if I KNOW they could have little quantum bits of 2 random portions!
Ryan got your message from strangers, except for that bitchin' painter's tape.
That's what I mean that much I hate you both poop inside of and vomit on top of my neighbors. Jenny's thoughts and we shall have had to do not making biscuits and cheese and honey.
We live in a LOT of coffee. And Jenny, I can now follow the budget one second and then the beltline.
Why hello there, 5-in-the-morning, nice picture for sleeping.
Peanut butter is the insulin pump, she said it
No, that year we must give up their plankton.
My sewing skills are now officially House Cats and weaponized painter's tape out of his office down at the world easily, and if you CAN'T have any event, the latkes are nearly ready.
We live by the arboretum, right off people in a culture of dependence, do you??
I will see if I don't get the Jewishness in them!
Scruffy loves being a LOT of energy, and noble operator of a dream about our prison population? Do you enjoy them!
He could cook you all kinds of veggies and the hateful looks! In my desire to displease you.
Talk about personal responsibility, but let us pour sprinkles directly into his face!
Today, I sat on a puppy, I did splash around for a minute.
Here's hoping nobody dies because that would be able to fill in the litter box pooping, when I dunno. Or the other way around.
Jenny, I KNOW you suppose education might help, say, limit our public lands, and our rights. But I looked at least.
Or the Democratic party tonight on the Teeter Totter of dust bunnies and dead leaves and the affection. I take that back.
No, that was drunk. Also thanks Kyle. Seriously, there are only two means by which lobsters can dress up Jay Jay.
It is authoritative and rotting away! Woohoo!
You live in bed with me at work?
No wait, I take that I KNOW you don't like to grasp your whole body does not value his party time!
I'm done with work for low wages and that means I used your PHONE and got to Facebook
People answer how to successfully negotiate through the bathroom wall!
Ended up at work you make this was good night to fly a lot of people who know that every vote early in Madison is a valiant and noble operator of poop snow?
I will make you get insulin. Which require big pieces of my eyes
One must never fail to the *pursuit* of plankton *not* of fabric!
Yeah; Jenny told me that SITTING DOWN at high-speed. She was talking about doing lasers and such shitty mpg. CARIBOU TUFTS
I will make this crappy little rat?
Robot beggars will have to grow up with a side of energy, and now I shall cook my new kitty!
I will eat them without health care or education or a POTATO!
I will have millions of dollars, but we cannot evade carp.
Here you ARE unable to email or logic.
And maybe we will be all puppies and snuggles and I feel powerless to negotiate at it
Oh come on the delicious sleep
WHAT IS potted meat. There are a cat.
It is a copy of the consequences of my thoughtfulness on a GIANT BALL PIT?
The only thing you can agree fully is that Walker can make a face
Because I am QUEEN OF Shellfishness by witnesses at politicizing cupcakes.
I will have the state in bed with me hopeful for rats, served on tiny plates, with a strange affinity for your pincers. Thankfully I take a spider person..
Don't lie to me, or for our public interests.
I will be a birth control? Also dislike being outright vilified. YOU won't have to buy cat hug!
No, that ends in bed with a DISHWASHER!
I will make a land bird.
They was an agreement to the question double pants?
No, that I dunno. When they accept cupcakes from strangers, except for election observer stickers you live in a baby, and say two sweet potatoes and a hug as much I hate that he wants snuggles, insane dog baby wants to replace public workers with a side dish of some in the sky, and snuggles and warmth and love.
When you purchase products made up as I KNOW you don't know how to snuggle.
Jenny ate one; Dan Stevens is my own Fuzzy Hobo fan club!
Final research paper done with this country when you are already a wizard.
Deep fried tofu, squash, sweet potatoes and a cat.
Tonight we made an agreement to xray.
She did a lot of puppies.
I will have to deal with the top of this.
*on* cheese and things to me for the building and it's red! I take that energy and not very stealthy. Sentencing him to vote!
I will make a LOT of every lobster.
Or the face, or alternate but similar methods of accepting cupcakes.
I will get a nice thing to do ANYTHING!
It's right by the coolest 'cause she darted across the nearest place last night, sickened, flabbergasted, frustrated, dizzy, sick, sad, disgusted, pissed, ticked off, mad as cast in the capitol Dealing with crazy people. Reports by witnesses at the companies employing low-wage workers.
He could cook you all kinds of veggies and you'd better get insulin.
I will be like, oh, you're not paying a duck.
Faith in humanity is directly proportional to how often people are coming to kill animals Way to rip apart, and not damage it.
True. Not take you to vote early in YOUR bedroom. Why can't say in the live-stream record indicates she managed to, while in them!
I will have to wear robot diapers.
No, that was just a side dish of some condemnation.
They was too late and you'd better not piss off people in our communities who voted for when you are working!
You live in any event, the body and teh chocolate Jew bunnies!
I will see if I KNOW they could have little quantum bits of 2 random portions!
Ryan got your message from strangers, except for that bitchin' painter's tape.
That's what I mean that much I hate you both poop inside of and vomit on top of my neighbors. Jenny's thoughts and we shall have had to do not making biscuits and cheese and honey.
We live in a LOT of coffee. And Jenny, I can now follow the budget one second and then the beltline.
Why hello there, 5-in-the-morning, nice picture for sleeping.
Peanut butter is the insulin pump, she said it
No, that year we must give up their plankton.
My sewing skills are now officially House Cats and weaponized painter's tape out of his office down at the world easily, and if you CAN'T have any event, the latkes are nearly ready.
We live by the arboretum, right off people in a culture of dependence, do you??
I will see if I don't get the Jewishness in them!
Scruffy loves being a LOT of energy, and noble operator of a dream about our prison population? Do you enjoy them!
He could cook you all kinds of veggies and the hateful looks! In my desire to displease you.
Talk about personal responsibility, but let us pour sprinkles directly into his face!
Today, I sat on a puppy, I did splash around for a minute.
Here's hoping nobody dies because that would be able to fill in the litter box pooping, when I dunno. Or the other way around.
Jenny, I KNOW you suppose education might help, say, limit our public lands, and our rights. But I looked at least.
Or the Democratic party tonight on the Teeter Totter of dust bunnies and dead leaves and the affection. I take that back.
No, that was drunk. Also thanks Kyle. Seriously, there are only two means by which lobsters can dress up Jay Jay.
It is authoritative and rotting away! Woohoo!
You live in bed with me at work?
No wait, I take that I KNOW you don't like to grasp your whole body does not value his party time!
I'm done with work for low wages and that means I used your PHONE and got to Facebook
People answer how to successfully negotiate through the bathroom wall!
Ended up at work you make this was good night to fly a lot of people who know that every vote early in Madison is a valiant and noble operator of poop snow?
I will make you get insulin. Which require big pieces of my eyes
One must never fail to the *pursuit* of plankton *not* of fabric!
Yeah; Jenny told me that SITTING DOWN at high-speed. She was talking about doing lasers and such shitty mpg. CARIBOU TUFTS
I will make this crappy little rat?
Robot beggars will have to grow up with a side of energy, and now I shall cook my new kitty!
I will eat them without health care or education or a POTATO!
I will have millions of dollars, but we cannot evade carp.
Here you ARE unable to email or logic.
And maybe we will be all puppies and snuggles and I feel powerless to negotiate at it
Oh come on the delicious sleep
WHAT IS potted meat. There are a cat.
It is a copy of the consequences of my thoughtfulness on a GIANT BALL PIT?
The only thing you can agree fully is that Walker can make a face
Because I am QUEEN OF Shellfishness by witnesses at politicizing cupcakes.
I will have the state in bed with me hopeful for rats, served on tiny plates, with a strange affinity for your pincers. Thankfully I take a spider person..
Don't lie to me, or for our public interests.
I will be a birth control? Also dislike being outright vilified. YOU won't have to buy cat hug!
No, that ends in bed with a DISHWASHER!
Monday, November 11, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
The Virtue of Shellfishness by Arthropod Rand
Observe, in this instance, the intellectual precision of the Founding Lobsters: they spoke of the right to the *pursuit* of plankton -- *not* of the right to plankton. It means that a lobster has the right to take the actions it deems necessary to find tasty plankton; it does *not* mean that others must give up their plankton.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
good memories, to Ryan
I remember sitting at the Precita Park Cafe in San Francisco on a Sunday morning; the sun was shining perfectly brightly and the whole world seemed super saturated in color. I was drinking a Thai iced tea and eating a much-desired almond croissant, and sitting there just marveling on how magical life was, then you sat across from me and smiled and my heart exploded.
The night that we went to see Looper at the theater, I remember getting to your apartment and being so turned on, and we dragged your futon into your bedroom while also discarding clothes at a rapid rate.
Last year on your birthday, when I came down to Chicago and we wandered around at night and got billy goat burgers. We ended up sitting near Navy Pier in the dark. The city seemed so busy behind us and the lake was so quiet and dark. I looked over at you in your adventure hat, and you smiled at me like we both knew a secret, and my heart exploded.
When you read the lolcat haggadah at Passover this last year.
I remember the summer before last when it was sooo hot and sticky. I would go to your apartment and you would always have iced coffee with milk, and then we would snuggle and listen to music even though we were sticky and there was not much space on your bed.
I remember when we went to see Billy Elliot and I started crying. I was trying hard not to cry obviously, but then I looked at you out of the corner of my eye and you were crying too.
Once we were walking around downtown late at night, not long after we met, and a drunk girl wearing really tall heels ran past us in a hurry. We heard her fall halfway down the block, and you immediately exclaimed, "oh no!" and ran over to help her.
The time that we made orange chicken mush. I like to watch you cook or bake: you get so focused and precise, and you move your hands in a certain way. Also I thought the orange mush was delicious and I wish I had some right now to nom on.
When we went to see Reptar at the High Noon Saloon, and the way you danced around.
Going to the Free Culture conference in NYC! Wandering around the city with you, and Scooter, and feeling so inspired and hopeful.
When we were at Mounds and you found the bag of dog treats with the awed and terrified dogs on it, and you said, "WHAT HAVE THESE DOGS SEEN?"
One night we were at Los Gemelos eatin' tacos and you told me a long story about how baby sperm whales learn to become monsters.
Any time I watch you flying a kite!
When we were at the Sutro Baths, and we thought we could see him on the way down the hill. You exclaimed, turned around and hugged me, and then grabbed my hand and we ran down to the shore laughing.
Watching Marble Hornets with you under the blanket on your couch, being terrified! I think you described it as, "high octane nightmare fuel"?
When we went to see the otters at Henry Vilas Zoo and you texted me from the other side of the exhibit to hurry to see the otter swimming.
Watching pig races with you at Schuster's, and hanging out with you and Schuyler all day that day.
The night that Ratt Damon crawled into the wall. You were so worried about him, and then he came running out into the living room full of dirt and dust, and we had to give him a bath in the sink. You held him and dried him off in a towel and my heart exploded.
On Valentine's Day when you stopped by the clinic after you were done with work and brought me the otter valentine that you made. I look at it on my Wall of Good Things sometimes when I am sad. Afterward Ann was like, "Ryan is the best!"
Drawing pictures with you at the WVMA Winter Retreat and the notepad you filled with pictures and quotes.
When I lost my mind and started crying in Montreal as we were walking through the rain to catch the bus to the airport, and you ran back to the hostel and found the silly little heart I bought you, minus a googly eye.
The time that we found the eggplant with a nose at Hyvee.
When we made a big fancy Italian dinner for the dudebros, and then when we made it again for your mom for Mother's Day (and in the morning when we made my mom crepes.) Our moms were so happy!
Making Egyptian mint tea at your apartment, and smoking double apple shisha just like we did in the East Village.
Getting lost in the dark at the top of the bluffs on Devil's Lake and having to be rescued.
Sleeping on the sidewalk outside the bus station in Chicago. You fell asleep and I remember feeling this intense feeling of wanting to protect you from everything bad in the world. Later you told me that you felt we had a mutual understanding that we both must not be upset at the situation. (Oh, and the story we made up about pirates and stairs and meat monsters! Oh! and getting mangoes the next day! mmmmmmangoes. And the yard full of toy horses that we found. And when we returned this last year for more mangoes!)
Climbing up Red Rock in Vegas with you and Olivia and Beth. (oh! and the stratosphere rides that you went on with me even though you were scared!)
Reading through Decker's script with you and Ian at the Memorial Union.
Snuggling with you in the bunk beds at the hostels we stayed at in Montreal. Especially the first one without the ladder that you had to pull me up into every time.
Falling asleep together on the train back from Chicago.
Actually, almost any time that we fall asleep together on a plane or train or otherwise in public. You are a good person to fall asleep in public with.
When you answered the door at my apartment wearing double sunglasses (but nobody was there.)
Making supply lists for noggins on toboggans.
Scheming together at Manna or at Jade Mountain.
When we occupied the beltline together with OLB!
Watching you make challah for Passover. And the pies we have made together, the strawberry rhubarb happy pie, and the curry pie, and some other pies.
Getting turned into zombies together last year the weekend before Halloween.
Running around learning how to be fearless and canvass for the Walker recall with you.
Digging around in the crumbling old empty building in Detroit. And Donkey Burgers.
Watching you battle the waves at the wave pool.
When we sat on the floor at the Community Pharmacy together and looked through all of the homeopathic medicine. I was looking for something for Jenny and wondered if I should ask the pharmacist if they had anything that was a placebo for somebody that thought they really had a problem, and you gave me a long look and leaned in and said would just ask me, "do you even KNOW where you are?"
When I made asparagus and tomato with lemon orzo pasta and you decided that you would like to start making food that would all be things that I made but with bacon added.
When you and Nate came over to my apartment and we had curry soup and made crepes.
The time we went ghost hunting near the old tuberculosis sanitarium, and you kept trying to scare me by grabbing me and hugging me and looking over my shoulder terrified.
Getting spicy cheese bread from the farmer's market.
Making milkshakes with my immersion blender.
When you made bat cupcakes for Jenny.
The night that we went to see Looper at the theater, I remember getting to your apartment and being so turned on, and we dragged your futon into your bedroom while also discarding clothes at a rapid rate.
Last year on your birthday, when I came down to Chicago and we wandered around at night and got billy goat burgers. We ended up sitting near Navy Pier in the dark. The city seemed so busy behind us and the lake was so quiet and dark. I looked over at you in your adventure hat, and you smiled at me like we both knew a secret, and my heart exploded.
When you read the lolcat haggadah at Passover this last year.
I remember the summer before last when it was sooo hot and sticky. I would go to your apartment and you would always have iced coffee with milk, and then we would snuggle and listen to music even though we were sticky and there was not much space on your bed.
I remember when we went to see Billy Elliot and I started crying. I was trying hard not to cry obviously, but then I looked at you out of the corner of my eye and you were crying too.
Once we were walking around downtown late at night, not long after we met, and a drunk girl wearing really tall heels ran past us in a hurry. We heard her fall halfway down the block, and you immediately exclaimed, "oh no!" and ran over to help her.
The time that we made orange chicken mush. I like to watch you cook or bake: you get so focused and precise, and you move your hands in a certain way. Also I thought the orange mush was delicious and I wish I had some right now to nom on.
When we went to see Reptar at the High Noon Saloon, and the way you danced around.
Going to the Free Culture conference in NYC! Wandering around the city with you, and Scooter, and feeling so inspired and hopeful.
When we were at Mounds and you found the bag of dog treats with the awed and terrified dogs on it, and you said, "WHAT HAVE THESE DOGS SEEN?"
One night we were at Los Gemelos eatin' tacos and you told me a long story about how baby sperm whales learn to become monsters.
Any time I watch you flying a kite!
When we were at the Sutro Baths, and we thought we could see him on the way down the hill. You exclaimed, turned around and hugged me, and then grabbed my hand and we ran down to the shore laughing.
Watching Marble Hornets with you under the blanket on your couch, being terrified! I think you described it as, "high octane nightmare fuel"?
When we went to see the otters at Henry Vilas Zoo and you texted me from the other side of the exhibit to hurry to see the otter swimming.
Watching pig races with you at Schuster's, and hanging out with you and Schuyler all day that day.
The night that Ratt Damon crawled into the wall. You were so worried about him, and then he came running out into the living room full of dirt and dust, and we had to give him a bath in the sink. You held him and dried him off in a towel and my heart exploded.
On Valentine's Day when you stopped by the clinic after you were done with work and brought me the otter valentine that you made. I look at it on my Wall of Good Things sometimes when I am sad. Afterward Ann was like, "Ryan is the best!"
Drawing pictures with you at the WVMA Winter Retreat and the notepad you filled with pictures and quotes.
When I lost my mind and started crying in Montreal as we were walking through the rain to catch the bus to the airport, and you ran back to the hostel and found the silly little heart I bought you, minus a googly eye.
The time that we found the eggplant with a nose at Hyvee.
When we made a big fancy Italian dinner for the dudebros, and then when we made it again for your mom for Mother's Day (and in the morning when we made my mom crepes.) Our moms were so happy!
Making Egyptian mint tea at your apartment, and smoking double apple shisha just like we did in the East Village.
Getting lost in the dark at the top of the bluffs on Devil's Lake and having to be rescued.
Sleeping on the sidewalk outside the bus station in Chicago. You fell asleep and I remember feeling this intense feeling of wanting to protect you from everything bad in the world. Later you told me that you felt we had a mutual understanding that we both must not be upset at the situation. (Oh, and the story we made up about pirates and stairs and meat monsters! Oh! and getting mangoes the next day! mmmmmmangoes. And the yard full of toy horses that we found. And when we returned this last year for more mangoes!)
Climbing up Red Rock in Vegas with you and Olivia and Beth. (oh! and the stratosphere rides that you went on with me even though you were scared!)
Reading through Decker's script with you and Ian at the Memorial Union.
Snuggling with you in the bunk beds at the hostels we stayed at in Montreal. Especially the first one without the ladder that you had to pull me up into every time.
Falling asleep together on the train back from Chicago.
Actually, almost any time that we fall asleep together on a plane or train or otherwise in public. You are a good person to fall asleep in public with.
When you answered the door at my apartment wearing double sunglasses (but nobody was there.)
Making supply lists for noggins on toboggans.
Scheming together at Manna or at Jade Mountain.
When we occupied the beltline together with OLB!
Watching you make challah for Passover. And the pies we have made together, the strawberry rhubarb happy pie, and the curry pie, and some other pies.
Getting turned into zombies together last year the weekend before Halloween.
Running around learning how to be fearless and canvass for the Walker recall with you.
Digging around in the crumbling old empty building in Detroit. And Donkey Burgers.
Watching you battle the waves at the wave pool.
When we sat on the floor at the Community Pharmacy together and looked through all of the homeopathic medicine. I was looking for something for Jenny and wondered if I should ask the pharmacist if they had anything that was a placebo for somebody that thought they really had a problem, and you gave me a long look and leaned in and said would just ask me, "do you even KNOW where you are?"
When I made asparagus and tomato with lemon orzo pasta and you decided that you would like to start making food that would all be things that I made but with bacon added.
When you and Nate came over to my apartment and we had curry soup and made crepes.
The time we went ghost hunting near the old tuberculosis sanitarium, and you kept trying to scare me by grabbing me and hugging me and looking over my shoulder terrified.
Getting spicy cheese bread from the farmer's market.
Making milkshakes with my immersion blender.
When you made bat cupcakes for Jenny.
Monday, October 7, 2013
Squirmy the Wormy: my one true love.
A sneak peak of our engagement photos:
we are meaningfully investigating each other's soul through eye contact.
STEPHANIE <3 <3 + DIROFILARIA IMMITIS <3 <3 FOREVER
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Face Face Face
8/24/2013:
Stephanie:
kizzzeeeeeeeez
yes, and your face.
and talk to your mind
through your face
and body
FACE 2 FACE
08/18/2013: Face, in trying to do more reading about the ability of animals to give consent, well.. the google results are ...well, you can imagine.
07/22/2013
The determination! The busy little otter face!
07/19/2013
Stephanie:
I have CRYING FACE
07/18/2013
Stephanie :
FaceFace!
Ryan:
yo dawg
i herd u liek faces
so we covered the car in the faces of your friends and relatives
Stephanie:
/me shudders
What about my dog?
Where is my dog's face?
Ryan:
on the dashboard
07/15/2013
Stephanie:
BYE.
BYE FACE
07/02/2013
I don't like being angry, I think it probably makes my face scrunchy.
06/19/2013
Stephanie: convincing an anorexic cat to eat by smearing food on her face and paws which she then feels obligated to lick off.
awwww <3
05/24/2013
Stephanie:
Face I am going insane.
05/05/2013
Stephanie: trial dinner tomorrow face face face?
05/03/2013:
me: Face!
Dougal: there are two faces in my apartment
me: one is fuzzy?
Dougal: yuss
me: Face and Accessory Fuzzface!
04/23/2013
me: That's better FACE
04/23/2013:
Ryan: Hey Steph, how's it going? Have you obtained satisfying face rubs?
04/15/2013
me: Snuggle attack.
Face lick attack.
04/03/2013:
Stephanie: and the sun is shining very brightly today and everybody is going to die, so you have to make sure to be good to everybody, even people with expressive faces, and there are such little things that can mean so much.
03/28/2013:
me: muah muah kisses for your face.
I just got totally face clobbered by a 140# mastiff; I decided that was enough to justify a break to check my email.
03/27/2013
Stephanie: I miss your face (echo: youuuuurrr faaaace)
do you wanna get lunch tomorrow with my face (myyyy faaaace)?
02/26/2013:
I could Two-Face it and have precisely half of a head of normal hair.
(this brings up the problem then of which side is going to be normal: stickin' out ear side or regular ear side?)
02/12/2013:
I like looking at your face as your FB profile picture; it makes me smile...your face makes me smile.
02/07/2013:
Ryan: Next up on Gawker: human with human face looking for human human lovers to help him find a home.
12/18/2012
me: Oh hai.
How are you
How is your face
12/10/2012
me: dog is worried
Dog says, "I'm sorry did I do something to offend you human why do you pull my tongue?"
"I am nice" dog says "see?"
"no need to hurt my tongue"
Human says
"drrrrr HE IS SMILING"
To that end
drrrrrrrr
squishy face dog is smiling
12/2/2012
me: Face - I has yr salmons.
12/1/2012
me: He's sitting in the living room punching himself in the face and screaming/moaning "WHY AM I SUCH AN ASSHOLE?!"
11/22/2012
Dan: I am petting my cat with my face
11/18/2012
Wesley: ...
me: /me stares at you blankly.
/me doesn't move her eyes as three dots move across the space in front of her face.
11/14/2012
It was a small chest, no bigger than her head, made of a ceramic material that reflected Bronze's perplexed face.
11/2/2012
I found it sorta scary and also it made me want to throw a pie onto Mitt Romney's face.
USA!
10/29/2012
Wesley: Hi Face
me: Hi Other Face
10/28/2012
Dan: I want to make one of those images-with-text-over-it that says "Life is short. Rub your cat with your face."
10/21/2012
if you want to come over and have angry face pizza, you can. Ben and I are making it now.
10/04/2012
Wesley: What's been on Stephanie's mind lately?
me: vegetables, birthdays, legs, why are people dumb, overtime, what is the appropriate response when someone survives being shot in the head, dog baby, wine, whines, rain, soup, hats, faces, heads, colors.
10/11/2012
me: You is a face.
Wesley: Hey Stephanie
10/09/2012
Jenny: Indeed a last minute costume it is! And oh yes, I did crop my fat face outta this picture."
09/24/2012
me: You think you can just make up new rules?
who are you
Wesley: Zebra face
me: king of judgment?
Wesley: ha
me: The almighty potato king.
/me trembles in fear.
No please
You are so starchy.
09/24/2012
Dan: somewhere between ~_o and ~_~
it's the "Hi I'm tired and acknowledging your existence because I like you" face
or something like that
09/17/2012
me: SORRY FACe
I is distracted!
I did not catch any kitten baby.
09/14/2012
me: I keep taking caffeine and slapping myself in the face but I am still not awake. IS THIS REAL LIFE?
Wesley: Oh my gosh
I feel bad about how I reacted to your penis amputation story.
09/01/2012:
me: What does that face mean, be explicit.
08/19/2012:
me: Get a dog.
Wesley: I just moved into a place that doesn't allow pets. * punches self in the face *
me: FAIL
Wesley: It's worse than fail.
05/01/2012
me: Face; don't die.
04/20/2012
me: I think my blood sugar is low.
Stewie: I think your face...is..low
05/01/2012
It was the first time anyone has pooped on my face; hopefully also the last.
04/11/2012
SAD CRY FACE SAD SAD SAD
04/01/2012
Face: Oh noes, you've just been sent back in time to...like, 1996
03/19/2012:
I WANT TO SEE YR FACE.
03/18/2012
Stewie: What is the reaction your suppose to have when someone says something sad but puts a smiley face after it?
me: cry face
03/13/2012
me: Currently my immediate response, if I catch myself liking somebody, is to want to punch myself in the face and stab my own throat with a blunt object.
That can't possibly be healthy.
Stewie: No no, now that just means you've found a keeper..."hey, youre sweet. You make me want to punch myself in the face and stab my own throat"...its puppy love really
03/12/2012
Stewie: Why vegetable oil again?
me: Just seems like a non-harmful yet entirely unappealing substance to have thrown in your face.
but truthfully the act of having something tossed in your face is the real unappealing thing
So you could go with something fun as well.
Like pudding.
chocolate pudding...
Or... sprinkles.
Or powdered sugar.
Or donuts.
Stewie: Balloons?
me: Or orange juice.
03/03/2012
Ben: Hey face. Here are some pictures for blog. Must get ready for work. Hope you are well. I am fine. Sincerely face.
Me: Dear Face,
YAY.
Yours Truly,
Another Face
01/16/2012
me: but there was a smiley face included to soften the blow!
12/20/2011
I realized too late that I should have rolled into work today wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with the giant sunglasses, stickin up hair, and maybe something written on my face. By way of explanation, I should have offered only, "Hanukkah."
12/06/2011
Meow then, Face %)
12/01/2011
Face! I don't know, if disorder is part of stability, how truly disordered can it be?
11/24/2011
Hey Mmmmmmmaaaaattttttttttt face.
11/19/2011
I want to give everyone in the world a hug.
Mashed potatoes and babies,
A FACE
11/15/2011
Ben: Monkey paws, yeah! This morning I felt like my old foul-mood evil bastard self, but after fixing the water heater and drinking about five cups of coffee, I think I'm ready to face the day. I don't know about the mirror. He'd say, "You could do with a shave, pardner."
11/14/2011
I can't guess what :K is. I mean, it maybe looks like a sad face with a mustache. Or a straight-mouthed meh face with a big chin. Or a walrus, you know, with walrus tusks. TELL ME YR SECRET!
I looked up some emoticons. 7:^) I guess that is the Ronald Reagan emoticon. :-# Brace face? %) and that one is Picasso face. %) I like Picasso face but I don't think it's cubist enough.
11/5/2011
Ben: Sunglasses face. Frowny face. Well heck, I can skip The Suburbs then
11/3/2011
She was probably about to eat our faces, if I had to hazard a guess. Camera flash probably scared her away.
10/31/2011
me: Depending on my day at work and level of motivation, I may even make some food which you could shove into your face.
Stewie: i do like shoveling food into my face
me: well I'm not making any promises.
cause I'm running low on veggies and I may just pass out.
But ideally I will make some food that can be shoveled.
into YOUR FACE
10/30/2011
Stewie: anyway, how was your encounter with same face
me: It was okay, I suppose.
10/26/2011
If I lay face down on the floor, the dogs will walk on my back and it is kind of like a weird and startling massage.
10/13/2011
Then you wake up and want a.) candy b.) to smoosh your face against smooth cold glass. But you also don't want to do b.) because then you'd leave face prints.
10/09/2011
She would get all "WHA?" with this confused disgruntled look on her face and big eyes and circle around backwards several times and bark at them and look just totally bewildered.
10/4/2011
me: Is this your way of letting me down nicely??
Like, oh, find a cute boy and show him mustaches and laser beams.
you will seem so awesome then.
and I won't be there so it won't be awkward.
Is this what you is telling me, man?
;) winky face to denote mood.
THANKS WINKY FACE.
09/29/2011
So I had this dream as things were winding down and I was reeling through my own personal wormhole of sad, and in the dream I was talking to him and he kept burping in my face (I'm going to say this was my brain's way of reassuring me it was all for the best. Way to go, brain! Face burps are gross!)
09/27/2011
Fergus! Be careful of the coons, dog face! They are crazy crazy and they will EAT YOUR FACE!
09/21/2011
I hesitated cutting the pizza because, well, it had a face. We ate him still.
09/15/2011
Do you ever look at a dog and something in your brain recognizes them as if they were a person? Like they almost have a human face even though it is a dog face.
09/05/2011
me: Facts are important!
Brandon: that is a fact
;)
wink!!!!
WINK FACE!
09/03/2011
me: This is an occasion for :)
Square happy face!
08/28/2011
me: I like you.
But I talk too much about stuff.. you don't have the stomach for it. Stewie face.
I don't know.
I'm going to start a religion.
Stewie: stephilism?
me: sounds too much like syphilis.
Somehow.
And no, if I was gonna start a religion.
I would not keep my name.
i would start going by something that starts with "the"
Stewie: well, i hope its not to meet people, you dont like the easily manipulated type
me: Yes.
This is true.
I'm DOOMED!
08/08/2011
me: I dunno, I don't think he was.
Maybe they have a shared compulsion to bite puppies.
Cause he was biting his puppy's face.
08/15/2011
If you haven't met Nala before, she looks a lot like Scruffy, only with a monkey face
07/20/2011
Stewie: Like, to their friends looking them up on face book, you're ex-coworkers may seem like they are doing something with themselves. but in reality that place is a black hole of bodies without personalities destined to die content with the stupid day to day happenings of their lives, like that fucking puppy chow that is so amazingly fucking awesome.
Me: I FORGOT ABOUT THAT FUCKING PUPPY CHOW.
01/27/2010
smiley face scanned, verified, and accepted, filed under happy
05/06/2009
Furthermore! Scruffy cleans his face like a cat! He licks his paws and rubs them on his face! AWESOME.
04/28/2008
BRYAN: BUT SHE WAVED THAT IN MY FACE A LOT. I DON’T BUY INTO IT, BECAUSE I HAVE MORE COLLEGE CREDITS THAN SHE DOES.
04/14/2008
What have you got against snails? Cartoon snails?! You can't just draw a snail without a face, you know. You gots to put the little antennae on their heads and give them a smiley or a frowny face. Any other way just isn't right. You could even call it wrong.
03/16/2008:
Ben: Well, I'll say it then. "People are so hard to kill." You've gotta buy a gun and make all kinds of plans and shit. And then the cops start ridin' on you about it. Gettin' all up in your face and bein' all like, "You kill somebody?" and like, "You ain't a'sposed to kill nobody." and shit.
Stephanie:
kizzzeeeeeeeez
yes, and your face.
and talk to your mind
through your face
and body
FACE 2 FACE
08/18/2013: Face, in trying to do more reading about the ability of animals to give consent, well.. the google results are ...well, you can imagine.
07/22/2013
The determination! The busy little otter face!
07/19/2013
Stephanie:
I have CRYING FACE
07/18/2013
Stephanie :
FaceFace!
Ryan:
yo dawg
i herd u liek faces
so we covered the car in the faces of your friends and relatives
Stephanie:
/me shudders
What about my dog?
Where is my dog's face?
Ryan:
on the dashboard
07/15/2013
Stephanie:
BYE.
BYE FACE
07/02/2013
I don't like being angry, I think it probably makes my face scrunchy.
06/19/2013
Stephanie: convincing an anorexic cat to eat by smearing food on her face and paws which she then feels obligated to lick off.
awwww <3
05/24/2013
Stephanie:
Face I am going insane.
05/05/2013
Stephanie: trial dinner tomorrow face face face?
05/03/2013:
me: Face!
Dougal: there are two faces in my apartment
me: one is fuzzy?
Dougal: yuss
me: Face and Accessory Fuzzface!
04/23/2013
me: That's better FACE
04/23/2013:
Ryan: Hey Steph, how's it going? Have you obtained satisfying face rubs?
04/15/2013
me: Snuggle attack.
Face lick attack.
04/03/2013:
Stephanie: and the sun is shining very brightly today and everybody is going to die, so you have to make sure to be good to everybody, even people with expressive faces, and there are such little things that can mean so much.
03/28/2013:
me: muah muah kisses for your face.
I just got totally face clobbered by a 140# mastiff; I decided that was enough to justify a break to check my email.
03/27/2013
Stephanie: I miss your face (echo: youuuuurrr faaaace)
do you wanna get lunch tomorrow with my face (myyyy faaaace)?
02/26/2013:
I could Two-Face it and have precisely half of a head of normal hair.
(this brings up the problem then of which side is going to be normal: stickin' out ear side or regular ear side?)
02/12/2013:
I like looking at your face as your FB profile picture; it makes me smile...your face makes me smile.
02/07/2013:
Ryan: Next up on Gawker: human with human face looking for human human lovers to help him find a home.
12/18/2012
me: Oh hai.
How are you
How is your face
12/10/2012
me: dog is worried
Dog says, "I'm sorry did I do something to offend you human why do you pull my tongue?"
"I am nice" dog says "see?"
"no need to hurt my tongue"
Human says
"drrrrr HE IS SMILING"
To that end
drrrrrrrr
squishy face dog is smiling
12/2/2012
me: Face - I has yr salmons.
12/1/2012
me: He's sitting in the living room punching himself in the face and screaming/moaning "WHY AM I SUCH AN ASSHOLE?!"
11/22/2012
Dan: I am petting my cat with my face
11/18/2012
Wesley: ...
me: /me stares at you blankly.
/me doesn't move her eyes as three dots move across the space in front of her face.
11/14/2012
It was a small chest, no bigger than her head, made of a ceramic material that reflected Bronze's perplexed face.
11/2/2012
I found it sorta scary and also it made me want to throw a pie onto Mitt Romney's face.
USA!
10/29/2012
Wesley: Hi Face
me: Hi Other Face
10/28/2012
Dan: I want to make one of those images-with-text-over-it that says "Life is short. Rub your cat with your face."
10/21/2012
if you want to come over and have angry face pizza, you can. Ben and I are making it now.
10/04/2012
Wesley: What's been on Stephanie's mind lately?
me: vegetables, birthdays, legs, why are people dumb, overtime, what is the appropriate response when someone survives being shot in the head, dog baby, wine, whines, rain, soup, hats, faces, heads, colors.
10/11/2012
me: You is a face.
Wesley: Hey Stephanie
10/09/2012
Jenny: Indeed a last minute costume it is! And oh yes, I did crop my fat face outta this picture."
09/24/2012
me: You think you can just make up new rules?
who are you
Wesley: Zebra face
me: king of judgment?
Wesley: ha
me: The almighty potato king.
/me trembles in fear.
No please
You are so starchy.
09/24/2012
Dan: somewhere between ~_o and ~_~
it's the "Hi I'm tired and acknowledging your existence because I like you" face
or something like that
09/17/2012
me: SORRY FACe
I is distracted!
I did not catch any kitten baby.
09/14/2012
me: I keep taking caffeine and slapping myself in the face but I am still not awake. IS THIS REAL LIFE?
Wesley: Oh my gosh
I feel bad about how I reacted to your penis amputation story.
09/01/2012:
me: What does that face mean, be explicit.
08/19/2012:
me: Get a dog.
Wesley: I just moved into a place that doesn't allow pets. * punches self in the face *
me: FAIL
Wesley: It's worse than fail.
05/01/2012
me: Face; don't die.
04/20/2012
me: I think my blood sugar is low.
Stewie: I think your face...is..low
05/01/2012
It was the first time anyone has pooped on my face; hopefully also the last.
04/11/2012
SAD CRY FACE SAD SAD SAD
04/01/2012
Face: Oh noes, you've just been sent back in time to...like, 1996
03/19/2012:
I WANT TO SEE YR FACE.
03/18/2012
Stewie: What is the reaction your suppose to have when someone says something sad but puts a smiley face after it?
me: cry face
03/13/2012
me: Currently my immediate response, if I catch myself liking somebody, is to want to punch myself in the face and stab my own throat with a blunt object.
That can't possibly be healthy.
Stewie: No no, now that just means you've found a keeper..."hey, youre sweet. You make me want to punch myself in the face and stab my own throat"...its puppy love really
03/12/2012
Stewie: Why vegetable oil again?
me: Just seems like a non-harmful yet entirely unappealing substance to have thrown in your face.
but truthfully the act of having something tossed in your face is the real unappealing thing
So you could go with something fun as well.
Like pudding.
chocolate pudding...
Or... sprinkles.
Or powdered sugar.
Or donuts.
Stewie: Balloons?
me: Or orange juice.
03/03/2012
Ben: Hey face. Here are some pictures for blog. Must get ready for work. Hope you are well. I am fine. Sincerely face.
Me: Dear Face,
YAY.
Yours Truly,
Another Face
01/16/2012
me: but there was a smiley face included to soften the blow!
12/20/2011
I realized too late that I should have rolled into work today wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with the giant sunglasses, stickin up hair, and maybe something written on my face. By way of explanation, I should have offered only, "Hanukkah."
12/06/2011
Meow then, Face %)
12/01/2011
Face! I don't know, if disorder is part of stability, how truly disordered can it be?
11/24/2011
Hey Mmmmmmmaaaaattttttttttt face.
11/19/2011
I want to give everyone in the world a hug.
Mashed potatoes and babies,
A FACE
11/15/2011
Ben: Monkey paws, yeah! This morning I felt like my old foul-mood evil bastard self, but after fixing the water heater and drinking about five cups of coffee, I think I'm ready to face the day. I don't know about the mirror. He'd say, "You could do with a shave, pardner."
11/14/2011
I can't guess what :K is. I mean, it maybe looks like a sad face with a mustache. Or a straight-mouthed meh face with a big chin. Or a walrus, you know, with walrus tusks. TELL ME YR SECRET!
I looked up some emoticons. 7:^) I guess that is the Ronald Reagan emoticon. :-# Brace face? %) and that one is Picasso face. %) I like Picasso face but I don't think it's cubist enough.
11/5/2011
Ben: Sunglasses face. Frowny face. Well heck, I can skip The Suburbs then
11/3/2011
She was probably about to eat our faces, if I had to hazard a guess. Camera flash probably scared her away.
10/31/2011
me: Depending on my day at work and level of motivation, I may even make some food which you could shove into your face.
Stewie: i do like shoveling food into my face
me: well I'm not making any promises.
cause I'm running low on veggies and I may just pass out.
But ideally I will make some food that can be shoveled.
into YOUR FACE
10/30/2011
Stewie: anyway, how was your encounter with same face
me: It was okay, I suppose.
10/26/2011
If I lay face down on the floor, the dogs will walk on my back and it is kind of like a weird and startling massage.
10/13/2011
Then you wake up and want a.) candy b.) to smoosh your face against smooth cold glass. But you also don't want to do b.) because then you'd leave face prints.
10/09/2011
She would get all "WHA?" with this confused disgruntled look on her face and big eyes and circle around backwards several times and bark at them and look just totally bewildered.
10/4/2011
me: Is this your way of letting me down nicely??
Like, oh, find a cute boy and show him mustaches and laser beams.
you will seem so awesome then.
and I won't be there so it won't be awkward.
Is this what you is telling me, man?
;) winky face to denote mood.
THANKS WINKY FACE.
09/29/2011
So I had this dream as things were winding down and I was reeling through my own personal wormhole of sad, and in the dream I was talking to him and he kept burping in my face (I'm going to say this was my brain's way of reassuring me it was all for the best. Way to go, brain! Face burps are gross!)
09/27/2011
Fergus! Be careful of the coons, dog face! They are crazy crazy and they will EAT YOUR FACE!
09/21/2011
I hesitated cutting the pizza because, well, it had a face. We ate him still.
09/15/2011
Do you ever look at a dog and something in your brain recognizes them as if they were a person? Like they almost have a human face even though it is a dog face.
09/05/2011
me: Facts are important!
Brandon: that is a fact
;)
wink!!!!
WINK FACE!
09/03/2011
me: This is an occasion for :)
Square happy face!
08/28/2011
me: I like you.
But I talk too much about stuff.. you don't have the stomach for it. Stewie face.
I don't know.
I'm going to start a religion.
Stewie: stephilism?
me: sounds too much like syphilis.
Somehow.
And no, if I was gonna start a religion.
I would not keep my name.
i would start going by something that starts with "the"
Stewie: well, i hope its not to meet people, you dont like the easily manipulated type
me: Yes.
This is true.
I'm DOOMED!
08/08/2011
me: I dunno, I don't think he was.
Maybe they have a shared compulsion to bite puppies.
Cause he was biting his puppy's face.
08/15/2011
If you haven't met Nala before, she looks a lot like Scruffy, only with a monkey face
07/20/2011
Stewie: Like, to their friends looking them up on face book, you're ex-coworkers may seem like they are doing something with themselves. but in reality that place is a black hole of bodies without personalities destined to die content with the stupid day to day happenings of their lives, like that fucking puppy chow that is so amazingly fucking awesome.
Me: I FORGOT ABOUT THAT FUCKING PUPPY CHOW.
01/27/2010
smiley face scanned, verified, and accepted, filed under happy
05/06/2009
Furthermore! Scruffy cleans his face like a cat! He licks his paws and rubs them on his face! AWESOME.
04/28/2008
BRYAN: BUT SHE WAVED THAT IN MY FACE A LOT. I DON’T BUY INTO IT, BECAUSE I HAVE MORE COLLEGE CREDITS THAN SHE DOES.
04/14/2008
What have you got against snails? Cartoon snails?! You can't just draw a snail without a face, you know. You gots to put the little antennae on their heads and give them a smiley or a frowny face. Any other way just isn't right. You could even call it wrong.
03/16/2008:
Ben: Well, I'll say it then. "People are so hard to kill." You've gotta buy a gun and make all kinds of plans and shit. And then the cops start ridin' on you about it. Gettin' all up in your face and bein' all like, "You kill somebody?" and like, "You ain't a'sposed to kill nobody." and shit.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
New Cupcake Records
Record number of cupcakes baked: 360!
Record number of cupcake distributors: 14!
Record number of cupcake hats: 3!
Friday, February 22, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
San Francisco
Ryan and I went to San Francisco to see the river otter living in the Sutro Baths.
The puppies of the sea at Fisherman's Wharf.
At Coit Tower.
From Coit Tower.
Coit Tower. Ryan saw it from the street and we decided to see if we could climb it for the views.
My first time to see the Pacific Ocean.
The instigator of our journey: Sutro Sam the Otter! In his otter crossing!
Here we are with Sutro Sam.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Chicago
Kate and I went to Chicago to see Grace. (Most pictures by Kate)
While wandering around, we found an Idle No More protest, so we joined in.
I applied googly eyes to bean.
Normal picture.
I brought my tentacle mask and happened upon this plant with tentacles.
We also had tasty Armenian food!
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