On: that boy just aint right.

YOW. Here's some of the stuff I've made/taped together/slapped on other stuff and stabbed at recently (but not all that recently - the shirt I made last month, the DENTATA patch I made a year and a half ago, but the pins I made just a few days ago). I made a silhouette stencil of mein lieber drei hund and I've been going kinda nuts with it because I just love The Human Centipede so much. The pictures on the pins are all from National Geographic. The patches on my butt are to cover up big wear holes that began surfacing when I caught my butt on a nail leaving the Kodak factory - one hole is made and suddenly the whole ass gives out. The floral butt-patch says "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn" ("In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming") (source, wikipedia) three times, but I broke the stencil after the first one and so the last two prints only say Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. I have a much more pristine copy sewn to the inside of that one jacket I wears all the time.

There is a good chance that I will nver grow up but maybe I'm just pooping.

I've been doing a lot of crafting this month (finally) because my wardrobe needs some spruce. Mostly I've been making underpants (because I'm too cheap to buy them and I fel that it's important to treat my ass well) and some stencilded patches (and more to come) but also I've been bleaching things. Here is my specimen shirt (twenty five cents at my favorite second hand store?!?) and the stripes that I bleached onto it to make it more sprucey. Also I seem to have misplaced my eyebrows and meet my hammock where I spend so much time?

On: that HORRIBLE monkey.

I fancied up some buttons a few weeks ago. These are pictures of those fancy buttons. Aren't they fancy? I cut circles out of national geographic then I wheat-pasted them onto buttons then when they dried I put packing tape over the pictures. When school starts again I hope lots of people campaign for things so that I can take their buttons and use them to my own evil dark evil purposes. You know. Like fireworks.

(stuff) On: my bedroom wall.