I do still love Mr S

When I grow up I'm gonna get myself a real nice pipe and take up smoking. I'll also have a sex change, grow a couple of inches and move to London to solve crimes just so satisfy my huge ego.
Yeah, that'll be nice.



And very, very soon these guys will pop round for tea again. Brilliant!

Joyful and merry

I'm not sure about the lyrics though...

Fever

This is what fever looks and feels like. It's a nasty little beast, rendering me into a quivering heap of jelly every time he/she/it visits me. Fever's stupid and should be banned, along side stomach flu and Per Gessle.

Ptchaaa...

Hmm, no.

Working hard or hardly working?

Ballpoint pen and a really slow work day.

I have an inkling...

Muckin' about with ink.

Otters and lemons

Sthlm Coffee

Been making a mess with ink that dad bought for me in Japan, this is not a product of the mess in question. This is another mess.
I've also been listening to Cabin Pressure whilst making said horrific mess and I just realised that I've accidentally made myself addicted to radio theatre now. It brings back that nice, cosy feel from when I was younger and listened to detective stories in the car, heading back home from a sunny day at the beach with my family. That awesome relaxed and soft feeling of being totally spent, from playing in the water for hours, and just sitting in the back seat getting caught up in the story that's being told to you. Love it!

Owns far too many pens.

Can. Not. Keep. Away. From. The. Pens.
The freaky girl in the lower left corner, enjoying the wonders of a vomiting unicorn, is me when I've slept a total of six hours in three days; eeeeverything is hilarious at that point of sleep deprivation.

Snuffi

Slow work days tend to result in a lot of doodles. Today was no exception. This here is Snuffi, the cutest bunny in the world, host for some kid's show or other. Hrm, well, yeah, in private he's an ass hat. I believe all the major cartoon characters are complete wankers when they're off set.

Mr. Cucumber

Benedict Cumberbatch

Mhm. It's off centre and messy and just... Oh, do shut your face! I'm just having a bit of fun. Gotta try all those ideas that pop up in my head like onlike poker ads.
Close up below.

Mr. InDesign

Whooooohooo! I'm studying! Go me!
I'm perched on the armrest of the sofa, wrapped in my gay blanket with a lovely cup of coffee, using the dvd-player as a desk and there's finally some snow outside to brighten up this dreary last month of 2011.

He's here, he's queer, he's a twat!

I should be studying, but I catch myself googling for Aidan Gillen instead. His performance as Stuart Jones in Queer As Folk is just... just... my God, man, you're getting lovlier by the moment! A complete and utter wank biscuit but sexy as hell and a with latent heart of gold beating deep, deep down inside of him.
Alright, study now! Aidan is for leisure time. Buck up!

Snore galore!

A doodle from a slow work day, it's me. I was insanely tired and longed to be at home, lounging around in my pyjama, doing fuck all, far away from repetitive questions and snot faced kids.
I do look incredibly hideous.