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                <title>I quit my job</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 12:13:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm free! Free at last. Thank you, Baby Jesus.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~freakpuppy</author>
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                <title>WonderCon</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 08:34:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so WonderCon is finally over and I can RELAX. So nice.... Okay, so here was my WonderCon Experience:<br />
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My first day was Saturday and I went as neighbor Dan's assistant so I was pro-passing it up. We get there about an hour after it's started and all the way there are some of the worst dressed people I've seen in years. They weren't even in costume; they were just kind of sad. We get inside and it's completely crowded which was a bit frightening. We went along and talked to some of Dan's friends. Two of the first people we meet are Mr. Lobo (a late-night horror film host) and The Queen of Trash, who is a power lifter, stage wrestler, character in a comic, and occasional side-kick to Mr. Lobo. She's also a shiny and wonderful person who can be a bit intimidating at first in that she's 6'1" and, when I met her, was wearing shoes that added another six inches or so onto that.<br />
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So we continue on our little journey and talk to all of Dan's heroes and friends and it's lots of spectator fun for me, since I don't know any of these people or what to say to them. At one point in the day Dan had to go give blood so I was left to wander on my own. TERRIFYING. There's no experience on earth to rival the fear that comes across you when you realize that you're a lone girl in a convention full of sexually frustrated comic geeks. I've never in my life felt like a 'piece of meat' before that prolonged period of solitary meandering and I hope never to repeat the experience. So the day progressed and I bought some comics: Ojo and Portrait Of the Warlock As a Young Man, and some cute stickers from a booth. Oh, and I also, while on my own, found this comic called The Strange Adventures of H.P. Lovecraft. There was a pleasant enough looking young man sitting at the table so I told him what a great idea it was and how I hoped it would be as hilarious and I imagined. He proceeded to tell me that it wasn't supposed to be funny. I felt awkward for a long moment and then told him "Make it funny, it has to be funny." I'm not sure he really appreciated that but I gave him the name of a really humorous Lovecraft-influenced novel that I'd read and he seemed happy enough for that..<br />
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Sunday was more fun for me. We got there just as the doors were opening so it wasn't crowded yet. Dan took me to go speak to some of his friends including comic artist Keith Knight who was wearing a lovely Houndstooth apron that was both sexy (he's a very attractive man) and functional with its pocket. We also went to see these two lovely men who were working on a Luchador Noir comic. There we very nice and entertaining. We spent MOST of the morning hanging out with The Queen of Trash who is, again, a super nice person and I'll miss her now that she's gone home to Sacramento. I did, however, sneak away at one point to talk to the nice guy who has an autobiographical comic out called Elephant Eater. He's a really pleasant young man and I liked to pretend we were friends. <br />
<br />
The day progressed quickly. We met some more people, saw some interesting booths. Eventually we decided it was time to eat. We went over to the Chevy's across the street and I had a margarita, then I had another. That's right; I got drunk and went back to WonderCon like a wayward teenager. We went one last time to the booth where the writer of Looking Glass Wars was stationed. He's a very nice man and fun to talk to and apparently really likes margaritas because he demanded that I tell him where I got mine. Then Dan went off to buy comics for cheap and I went off to get some cute buttons that I'd seen a friend of Dan's wearing with a cute little kitten on it that said "I hate you". So I went and bought five different buttons from them as they were $1 each and I got two extras for free and a hug for being so cute (personality, not looks). Then I said goodbye to the adorable Keith Knightly and the sweet author of Elephant Eater who drew me a picture. While I was getting my picture drawn, Raphael from the noir luchador comic came up to talk to me and decided that he must draw me something too so we migrated back to his table and he made me a drawing of a lemur eating a cactus just like I asked. And then it was time to head home; the horror of poorly dressed nerds and people fighting tooth-and-nail to get at boxes of 50% off trade comics over at last. One haunting image will, I fear, stay with me forever, though: A young man trying on a leather jerkin and looking in the full-length mirror with an expression that quite clearly said "this jerkin is TOTALLY going to get me laid." .....and the worst part is that, in the confines of WonderCon, it probably would do just that....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>First job... EVER!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 13:09:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I just got my first job ever (excluding those two weeks at Boston Market in Highschool) and it's wonderful! I get to work at a bakery and it's totally a "local" place. It's the Cheers of baked goods. And I get to take specialty cake orders and stuff. I don't get to MAKE the cakes or anything, but I do get to package them sweetly. Be proud of me!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My Special Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 09:50:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, so I'm out of college now and am looking for a job. Unfortunately all I want to do is lay around on my ass and do nothing; so that's what I'm going to do for a while until my parents force me to get a job. Hopefully I'll get bored with living the do-nothing life style before that. Maybe I'll actually get around to do something productive, like drawing, some time soon. We'll see. God, but I'm a bad 'artist'.<br />
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Lisa<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Toodley Doo</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 11:19:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Howdy!<br />
Well, It's end of semester and I'm still not doing much work. I can't help it. There are so many more entertaining things than sitting in front of Maya or fillng out x-sheets. Now that Brittany, my apartment-mate, has finally turned 21 I get to take her out to the bars and show her off. Hopefully she'll have a good  experience tonight and become a regular at Johnny Foley's like me. <br />
   It's back to Kansas for a month soon. I can't wait to drive around and admire the greenery. So much better than walking around and avoiding the human feces. Ohhhh yeah. ]]></description>
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                <title>Tagged - Two Months Later</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 15:07:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, sure, it's been two months since you tagged me, Steph.....but at least I responded eventually....<br />
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10 people/things you like<br />
- ice cream<br />
- pillows<br />
- the floor<br />
- reading<br />
- singing<br />
- getting angry for no reason<br />
- finishing homework<br />
- getting wasted and not being hung-over<br />
- my mom<br />
<br />
5 things that make me happy<br />
- sleeping<br />
- a new book<br />
- having nothing to do<br />
- hanging out with friends<br />
- driving and singing to the radio<br />
<br />
10 things you hate/dislike<br />
- guys who don't call<br />
- colors that try to make you happy when you aren't<br />
- being sick<br />
- having tonsils<br />
- having homework that's DUE<br />
- heaters that leak<br />
- sinks that don't drain<br />
- no knowing something you REALLY want to know<br />
- not being able to drink<br />
<br />
3 facts about my name<br />
- I was named after a computer<br />
- most people who have it are over thirty<br />
- most people who have it are bitches<br />
<br />
6 facts about self<br />
- I should not be left alone with boys when I'm drunk<br />
- I should not be left alone<br />
- I procrastinate on homework then complain about being bored with nothing to do<br />
- I like to have more sleep a night than hours I'm awake<br />
- I really want a biligerant dog<br />
- I want to be loved by everyone including the people who I hate, but they should love from a distance<br />
<br />
2 things you expect<br />
- to get everything I want<br />
- unless I'm asking a boy<br />
<br />
4 random thoughts<br />
- the only people who don't say that pink is there favorite color are just too embarassed to admit it (everyone loves pink)<br />
- people should only run when they're being chased.<br />
- when people piss you off, erasing their phone number from your cell feels really good, until you talk to them and realize it was a misunderstanding and have to ask them for their number again. Then you feel like a deuche<br />
- Stuffed animals are for the ages....but make sure they are hidden under your bed in case of company......<br />
<br />
Song I'm listening to<br />
-well, the song I'm singing in my head is "One Way Ticket to Hell" by The Darkness...... I don't use cocaine, and I can't really relate to the song, and I couldn't listen to it for the longest time because it opens with the Karate Kid theme......but I still really like it....... I'm a bit ashamed.<br />
<br />
I tag<br />
No one....because it's mean....and after two months I think the game is actually over and it would just be pathetic of me..... ]]></description>
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                <title>New Semster....</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 22:46:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so I've started my new semester and everything is....well...okay. I have class everyday, which sucks, and tons of homework, which sucks even more (especially since I never do it) but that's cool. I've been spending most of my time goofing off and making Rikki spend money. <br />
    My new room mates are all really sweet girls and I like them a lot. I spend most of my time out of the room, though, hanging out with Rhei, Brittany, Rikkie, and, ONCE, Amy. But I still miss the people who aren't here, like Steph and Judy. I just feel a little incomplete without those bastards around. <br />
    Well, I guess that's all there is to report. God, but my life is dull, ain't it? But there's really no point in recounting my day-to-day activities. I will let you all know when I have my final operation, though. We can throw a "Meet Lisa's New Penis" party. That should be fun. Yay! ]]></description>
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                <title>Day on the Beach</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2005 10:44:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, yesterday Rhei commented to me that there was nothing to do in SF. And I thought that, excluding touristy crap, she was right. But yesterday it was so friggin' hot out and I was all sweaty and gross and my room-mates Holly, Jessica, and I decided to go to the beach. <br />
    Holly guided us there and it really wasn't so far away. It's only about half and hour on the Judah line (which Steph and Jude will remember as the line we took to Hawiian kareoke). The beach is awesome! It's totally covered in sand dollars and lots of fun sand dune. It was so great! I got, like, five intact sand dollars as well as a talon on the sea. I even found two crab shells to give to Holly. I only ended up giving her the one that didn't still have the eyes attached, though. <br />
    I didn't have a swim suit yesterday so I couldn't go swimming, but I'm going out today to find one. I never thought I'd need a swim suit here, I mean, it's not like it's warm... ever... but hey, if you need it once you might need it again. Amy, when you come down we have GOT to go, even if it's cold. That way we can have four people and go swimming in shifts of two so that no one is left to guard the towels alone..... so alone!<br />
    And Judy, you will be my swimming bitch and we will get those inflatable arm things and little inflatable tubes and play all up in those waves. Then we can build sandcastles and bury Amy and Stephanie in the sand so that their sensitive skin does not burn and Rhei can be our mommy and yell at us all for misbehaving while she gets a tan and stares lustfully at guys. Oh! And we need a cooler so we can bring lots of Capri Suns, chips, and sandwiches. So if anyone has a picnic bastket or cooler, bring it! <br />
    Yay! I hope that I can find a swim suit with frills, skirts, and bows. I think if I find one I'll buy a matching one for Judy so we can be twinsies! Though it might take me a while to forgive her for not calling me back this last WEEK!!!!!! God, what a ho....it's so not Khuu (get it, not Khuu, like, not cool but with Khuu instead. Yeah, you know you liked it!) ]]></description>
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                <title>I Can See the Light</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 17:03:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay! Only two and a half weeks left of summer school. That's 5 sessions per class, 15 sessions total. The only class I'm worried about is Maya because two and a half weeks does not seem enough to finish building my skeleton and do the entire animation. Yay! But I'm sure it will turn out fine in the end, as is always the case.<br />
    My wonderful room mates Holly and Jessica came to the Harry Potter Party with me. I was so friggin' happy! The party was kind of lame, though. There weren't any snacks or games. So sad.... <br />
   This Tuesday Holly, Jessica, and I went to a concert together. I think I almost died. I'm definately staying away from mosh pits filled with 14 year olds from now on. Damn straight! The show was really fun, though. My favorite part was the second opening band.  They were punk.....ish...... I liked their music but their songs were kind of short. Oh well, short and sweet. <br />
    Tonight we will go see Wedding Crashers. I'm so excited. I have seen NO previews for it, but that doesn't mean it won't be the greatest movie ever, yo. This brings me to the down side of the end of summer session. I will miss my precious room mate Holly Wood. But seeing as her life consists mainly of writing and recieving letters, I'm sure I will never be truely without her again. Unless she is a bitch and doesn't write..... <br />
    Oh yeah! And Judy is on my shit list. You hear that Jude? You're in the poop now! You best watch yourself. I can't believe you never called me back. We may not even be room mates now thanks to you and your negligence. Damn, woman!<br />
<br />
The End<br />
<br />
P.S. What's the Norwegian word for "Cracka'"? It's the same as the Norwegian word for "me". Ha ha ha! Get it? Because anyone speaking Norwegian is white! Yeah that's funny. ]]></description>
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                <title>I write this journal for sadness</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2005 20:49:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello friends....<br />
I feel stupid. Today has been a Stupid Day and everything I did turned out wrong in a not-so-bad-but-kind-of-stupid way. Also my life is full of sadness because the new Harry Potter book is coming out but my FAVORITE room mate, Holly, will not go to the Potter Party at Borders with me and partake of themed snacks and wait for midnight when I can get my reserved copy. She is so VERY MEAN. (Those capitals are especially for you, Holly Wood!)<br />
    But I suppose I won't end my life just yet. I have too much left to live for, like reading the new Harry Potter book... and that is it, really. (Do you feel the guilt yet, Holly?!?)<br />
    Okay, enough of that..... anyway, life really isn't so bad. My room mate Jessica tried to kill me with hurtful words the other day. She yelled at me and yelled at me and even though she was being completely ridiculous and not making any sense, it still hurt that she was crazy... and I cried. Really, I did! Then I went to class thirty minutes early so I could get away from her and the deep pain in my soul. <br />
    Classes are going well over all. There's only a month left of school, but that's still way too much for me. I want to get back home and lay on my ass and sleep for twenty hours out of the day. <br />
    My friend Jen left me a voice message today telling me that she was back from Japan. She's having a college graduation party this Saturday and she said she wanted me to come. It was too cruel. Not only did she point out the fact that I'm a year behind her and that she's already done with summer school, but also that I'm not at home where we could frolic and play through the summer days. So mean! But I forgive her, for she is my Jenny-Lamb.<br />
    Well, I guess that's really it for now. I'm going to go write letters to everyone again. I'm on round number two! Judy got two letters in one mailing because I love her, and because she took her sweet ass time getting me her address. Mainly it was because I love her, though. Mmmmm, my precious...... ]]></description>
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                <title>My Life Is Full of......</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jul 2005 18:46:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay! Only five and a half weeks left of summer school! I work so hard but there's still too much free time. What to do, what to do? I've been going to see movies every weekend. I saw Bewitched yesterday it was the brilliance. "I feel like those people I always make fun of. I think I believe in unicorns!" Now all of my room mates want unicorn hobby horses to ride around on. Silly bastards.<br />
    I've been reading too much. I've cleaned out the Border's children's section. There's not really much else I'm interested in reading so I'm having to start pacing myself. Thus I've come up with the brilliant plan to spend my free time writing letters to everyone. I got lots and lots of stationary from China Town for this express purpose. I've already written many letters and am only waiting on adresses. So hurry up and get me those, bitches!<br />
    And, so you can be jealous, you should know that I have two packets of delicious pocky in my room along with a box of chocolate mushrooms and bunny mountains. Take that! I know you hunger for them. Well, I guess I'd better head off. It's dinner time and I'm going to order some pot-stickers from New Peking. Oh? What was that? Jealous AGAIN? You people are so envious. It hurts my soul to know how much you wish you were me. Poor poor little ones. I'm sorry for your lust. ]]></description>
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                <title>Bored!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 17:30:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, well, the first week of classes is half over, and I'm so frickin' bored I could die. I'm so used to having little distractions running around me so that I don't know what to do with all this free time! I even went into the comp lab and started work in Maya. I have to do a self-portrait due on Friday but I'm only supposed to spend three hours max on it, so I want to save it til tomorrow. My room mates are all nice after all. Except that the only one that I've connected with is a health freak and likes to go on long walks in the sun and just joined a gym so she could ride the bikes. As you may guess we're not going to be spending too much quality time together. <br />
    Oh! I did go see Howl's Moving Castle. I'd been looking forward to it for over a year and so I had some really high expectations for it, but do you know what? It exceeded them all! That has got to be the greatest animation of all time. I'm totally going to see it again, and again, and again..... If you haven't seen it, you're stupid and should go. Even if you have to drive for eight hours to reach a theatre that's showing it....<br />
    Well, I guess that's all that's going on in my life. Oh, and I'm taking down most of my scraps. Some ridiculous little kids keep writing comments about them and I'm sick of it. So, Judy, I hope you didn't delete those pictures from your computer. ]]></description>
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                <title>Back in the Saddle Again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 10:43:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I'm back in SF now and I have three room mates, so no break there. But they all seem really nice, so maybe there's hope. Ellane is my new RA, so at least I don't have to break anyone in. I had a horrible plane ride, mainly because I had to fly all the way to Memphis to catch my flight to SF! I am still sore. <br />
I unpacked almost everything yesterday and my nook looks more livable than it did all last semester. Oh, and it's going to be so nice having two refridgerators in the room, except that some silly people forgot to leave the doors open to let them defrost so I spent a good long time cleaning mold off the inside....bad people....but it's totally worth it. Thank you Rhei!<br />
Well, I guess that's it for now. I'm going to go spend the day pretending like I don't have class tomorrow. ]]></description>
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                <title>For you, my little graham cracker</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 19:24:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, so since SOMEONE complained about me not submitting anything or writing in my journal, I will do the later, because it's easier. Okay, so my summer so far has consisted of me being worked to death by my parents, followed by me sitting on my ass playing video games, followed by me reading like a fiend, and now I've entered the sleep stage of summer. Unfortunately I'm taking an online class right now so I can't roll myself up in bed and sleep all day like I want to.<br />
    Just so that you all know, I hate the heat. It makes me physically ill. During the summer I can only eat one actual meal per day (not including icy treats) or else I will be sick. I think this is kind of funny because it's like God giving me an eating disorder. Yesterday I had breakfast and dinner and I felt so bad I actually thought that being bullemic would be better than this, because one little finger down the throat and all the nausia is gone. You know, guys, this is going to be really bad for my sumo career.<br />
    Well, that was an interesting little slice of life, wasn't it? Someone out there is probably really regreting oiling this squeeky wheel, eh?<br />
    As for my personal life, it's over. As of today I saw Jen for the last time before she goes to Japan and I won't see her again until after summer school. Damn.... So now I'm all alone for another two weeks before I have to go back to S.F. and *gasp!* try to make new friends. I'm too old for this shit. Hopefully my three classes will keep me so busy I won't have time to be lonely, and therefore won't have to worry about being nice to people. Yay!<br />
    Okay, that's enough for a while. I consider my duty to my page fulfilled. I'm going to go finish up my class session and try not to fall asleep while the teacher lectures about the life of Jesus. You know, there's no baby eating in the life of Jesus, and I think that's what makes me not care...... at all..... ]]></description>
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                <title>Arg...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2004 07:36:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I'm basically just writing a  journal so my drunken ramblings will be  off of my main page since they make me  sound like a complete moron.<br />
    Well, it's the holidays in Kansas  and I had forgotten just how fat humans  can become before they need a wheel  chair, just how bad hair cuts can be  before the stylist up and quits, and  just how long horrible acid-wash jeans  with elastic waistbands can last before  having to be thrown out. Yay!<br />
    My brother and his wife came up to  visit for Christmas. My sister-in-law  is starting to grow on me, but still,  I'm glad they're gone.... Off to Europe  and all that.<br />
    I've mostly been sleeping, playing  video games, and avoiding helping out  around the house. Jen is stuck in  Lawrence working 8 hours a week, so I'm  going to go spend some time up there.<br />
    Oh, Judy, here's one for you. Since  I came home, I've gotten two honest  compliments on my tacky necklace. Only  Jen seems to understand how friggin'  hilarious it is.<br />
    Well, I guess that's it. I'm going  to go lay on my ass now. ]]></description>
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                <title>Judy!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2004 02:18:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Judy I drink lots. The English suck.  Fuck their trousers and jumpers, their  penises are small. China own is borng  at nigh. Jenny peed in a bush, she  tried to make me pee in an  intersection, I just lost my belt. Some  guy tried to make us rent a hotel room  when it was just plastic food. Oh, I  found my belt. It's on now. I think we  ate a lot of chips..but not much cheese  cake. Jen says "hi", here she is..<br />
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dear judy,<br />
the euros re depelting all our  resources,<br />
we must stop them at all costs.<br />
love,<br />
your comandress jen.<br />
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ps. feel perfectly free to comadeer the  dork brigade which i have recieved  intelligence upon and apparently  resides within your dormitory.<br />
<br />
Lissa again, Jen is an English major,  can you ell? Jesus, but that's enought.  Night. ]]></description>
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                <title>Taffy is Delicious</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2004 20:35:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, well this week has been fun. I've  had a lot of homework, but not as much  as I thought I did, and my Painting  teacher is either on drugs or viagra  because he's actually being nice  lately. Also I went to the pier with my  friends and loaded up on novelty candy  which I ate last night until I had a  stomache ache. Then Amy came over with  dove chocolates to comfort my upset  tummy. They worked, or if they didn't  work they at least tasted delicious.  Mmmm, yes. Well, I guess that's all for  now. ]]></description>
                <author>~freakpuppy</author>
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                <title>More Scraps</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Nov 2004 13:11:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, the thing we had in the freezer  came out perfectly! Better than hoped  for. So please come say hi to our new  baby in the scraps section. ]]></description>
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                <title>New Scraps</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2004 22:59:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey, I just added some new scraps to my  gallery, so if anyone's interested,  take a look and see what collage girls  do for fun.... nasty college girls,  that is. Also, we have a little  somethin' somethin' in the freezer  right now. If it turns out as special  as we think it will, there might be  even more additions to this series. ]]></description>
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                <title>To Stephanie</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2004 16:42:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dearest Stephanie. You are the only one  who has tagged me. So only you will  probably ever see this. So I wanna tell  you that you smell like meat. And I  like it.... a lot. But not as much as  free sandwiches. Bring me home more  food! I don't have time or motivation  to go grocery shopping Please, feed  me.... ]]></description>
                <author>~freakpuppy</author>
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                <title>Let the trials begin!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2004 12:28:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, today's homework.... Start and  finish final for Clothed Figure  Drawing. Consider finishing final for  Art History... and don't. Consider the  complexities of traveling from San  Francisco to Wichita, Kansas.  And  perform the miracle of transforming my  beloved pimp into a head-of-house. Oh  Stephanie, why do you do these things  to me? ]]></description>
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                <title>Don't kill me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 14:33:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright. Here's the deal. I don't have  any shit up yet because I'm new and I'm  stuck at summer school half-way across  the country from my scanner. When I do  get my stuff up it won't be that great.  So don't go getting all excited and pee  yourself when you discover I'm up and  running. I'll mostly be dealing in  scraps. Think of me as Henry Rollins in  "Johnny Mnemonic". Sorry for being such  a downer. ]]></description>
                <author>~freakpuppy</author>
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