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Friday, May 10, 2013

Makey Makey and Popsicle


I got Boyfriend a Makey Makey for Christmas because it’s a toy and it looked fun stop judging me.


For those of you know don’t know what it is, Makey Makey is a kit that allows you go hook stuff up to your computer and use it as a mouse and keyboard. Like a banana mouse or something. I don’t know. Google it.

Anyway, he brought it over a few weeks ago so I could play with it. Let’s see, what could I hook up to makey make?


I used pennies and dimes! Woohoo! But I knew I could do better than that.


Me: Oh my gosh look Popsicle! You’re controlling the computer!
Popsicle: WOOHOO THIS IS FUN!

Me: Whatcha doin?
Popsicle: Shhhh I'm playing world of warcraft. 


Me You go, bear!
Popsicle: Hey, is this what it’s like to be a cyborg?
Me: Uhhh what?
Popsicle: Nevermind.

It’s a cool toy, guys. Even if I do say so myself. 

Popsicle: I AM THE ALL POWERFUL KING OF THE MACBOOK!!!

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Zzzzz I Don’t Even Know






This weekend wore me out!


I’m tired. But here’s something. At work, we randomly make a joke about Boyfriend putting on this tiny shirt, which would be a belly shirt on him. Then we joked about him in jean shorts and roller blades, too. So here’s a drawing of it.

 
Don’t be mad, Boyfriend. I am sorry about this. Kind of. 

Monday, May 6, 2013

Getting Up Early on the Weekend Should Be Illegal


I had to get up early this weekend for a work thing. REALLY early.


My alarm went off  at 5:20. AM.


Sorry, everyone. Being tired makes me cranky.

Anyway Boyfriend had slept over the night before and got to wake up with me.


I got up and showered, and by the time I was done Boyfriend was up and getting ready to go.

fuck him.



So yeah.  The work event was fun, but I really hate getting up early on the weekend.

Friday, May 3, 2013

Apple Pie of Love


Poor Boyfriend. Work has been kind of rough all week.


  
And everything in his house is breaking.


So I decided to make a pie for Boyfriend. Baking relaxes me, and pies are Boyfriend’s favorite.


It went…okay.


Anyway, this was the result:


So when Boyfriend came over on Saturday, I presented him with a pie.








Pie fixes everything.