tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48796285644021290932011-04-21T12:42:37.661-07:00my stupid cartoons and what not. maybe they will get better as time goes on.C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879628564402129093.post-29291917197903149232008-05-28T07:37:00.000-07:002008-05-28T07:41:20.423-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/SD1uTmnpspI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wtoYWU9BRjI/s1600-h/glomp+toon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/SD1uTmnpspI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wtoYWU9BRjI/s400/glomp+toon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205438027373589138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-weight: bold;">the glomp</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; ">by caitlin andrews</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">lets see. i'm back with my parents now in elmhurst.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">all i have are good jokes for entertainment.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;">why did the girl fall off of the swing?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;">because she had no arms.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879628564402129093-2929191719790314923?l=c8cupcakechronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879628564402129093.post-2696719004872810402008-04-06T22:59:00.001-07:002008-04-06T23:03:26.237-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R_m4Olhf0iI/AAAAAAAAABs/0hABiVR2RCI/s1600-h/epicarthistorydoodle053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R_m4Olhf0iI/AAAAAAAAABs/0hABiVR2RCI/s400/epicarthistorydoodle053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186379006624125474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">the epic doodle.<br /><br />by caitlin andrews<br /><br /><br />i had gone to a party, and i found a rolled up 5 dollar bill near a site where I was told cocaine had been blown there awhile earlier.<br />i passed it on to 7 eleven, and enjoyed a nice hot cup of coffee the next morning.<br /><br />life can be so strange?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879628564402129093-269671900487281040?l=c8cupcakechronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879628564402129093.post-17043800200371748252008-03-13T22:43:00.000-07:002008-03-13T22:54:22.822-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9oQ0LNrYNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hvfUvL9H1aQ/s1600-h/SolarPowderSmall.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9oQ0LNrYNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hvfUvL9H1aQ/s400/SolarPowderSmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177469210165207250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">ENGRISH</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">by C8</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">I don't have much to say.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">I walked to the lake today, inhaled the first warm air of the year.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">it tasted like candy.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879628564402129093-1704380020037174825?l=c8cupcakechronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879628564402129093.post-35855739462187464252008-03-11T15:18:00.001-07:002008-03-11T15:21:26.693-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9cFZLNrYKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FME-w_RmZHo/s1600-h/dollarshirt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9cFZLNrYKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FME-w_RmZHo/s400/dollarshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176612226750701730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">THE MEANING OF LIFE<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">by C8</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></span>i made a tiny tiny t-shirt out of a dollar bill.<br />and scanned it.<br /><br />today was a good day.<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879628564402129093-3585573946218746425?l=c8cupcakechronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879628564402129093.post-91047591922599465382008-03-10T22:14:00.001-07:002008-03-10T22:31:17.049-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9YWHrNrYJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F4LF5v3Ovh8/s1600-h/ghettoblasterlove009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NlmuMpFSkUg/R9YWHrNrYJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F4LF5v3Ovh8/s400/ghettoblasterlove009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176349142823952530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;" >"THE PINK LINE"</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;" >by C8</span><br /><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >I am 18, Female, and Introverted.<br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >So, this is a healthy way I seem to show people how I feel in awkward, yet sometimes ironic and interesting situations.<br /><br />since normally, i almost never voice it aloud.<br /><br /><br />the world makes me laugh.</span><br /></span></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879628564402129093-9104759192259946538?l=c8cupcakechronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C8http://www.blogger.com/profile/10804307186688386879noreply@blogger.com1