Archive | May, 2011

Day 149: Carpentry!

29 May

We got new beds! And today I assembled them. It took me the entire day. I’m really slow.


Assemblage! And yes, our screwdriver has christmas tinsel wrapped around it. Problem?

Finished product! We also got new sheets and the ones I got are a very particular shade of purple and black, which may or may not be based off of a certain sexy purple shirt of sex belonging to a certain consulting detective. It's sexy.

And this is what the foot of my bed looks like. I will get a proper desk soon I swear!

That is all! My hands hurt! See you tomorrow!


Day 148: Random Crossover

28 May

So this just happened.

Sherly Stardust

I regret nothing.

See you tomorrow!

Day 147: Lunchtime Doodle Part 2

27 May

I really enjoyed doing the first lunchtime doodle. I liked that I didn’t have to spend a massive amount of time deciding what to draw. There is something freeing about emptying your brain and just siccing a sharpie on some graph paper without a particular purpose in mind. And so that’s what I did today.

It was a very slow day at the office (the best kind of day for office doodling). It is Memorial Day Weekend and we don’t have work on Monday and some people left work early and hopped on flights to spend the long weekend in places that are not New York. This is widely accepted as a good long weekend agenda, but I figured that there really is no place I would rather be than where I already live, which is the best place in the universe to spend a long weekend: The Internet. I am looking forward to spending the next three days watching the latest Doctor Who episode and proceeding to have intelligent discussions (read: much flailing) about it with a community of profoundly smart and highly eloquent screaming fangirls/fanboys/fanpeople who happen to live on The Internet as well. And then maybe I’ll catch up on some Game of Thrones, and probably a bit of The Borgias, and I might just finally download Fringe, based on our friend Miguel/Little Bud’s recommendation. Because he says that it is the X-Files of the now, and man, did I love the X-Files. That was some good sci-fi (up until the point when it got bad) and so Fringe is looking like a distinct download possibility because if there is anything I cannot resist, it’s good sci-fi. Plus, Simon Pegg thinks that it’s cool (he tweeted recently about how it freaked him out). And in this nerdy life that I lead, pretty much whatever Simon Pegg says, goes.

Speaking of sci-fi, and seeing as this has been sci-fi appreciation week in the life of Niña (what with it being Towel Day a couple of days ago, and also because I’ve been listening to the Restaurant at the End of the Universe audiobook while walking to and from the office this past week), the following is what somehow came out when I decided to empty my mind and doodle during my unusually quiet (as the office was practically empty) lunch break today. Apparently, although not a bit surprising, my default brain setting is SCIENCE-MOTHERFLIPPING-FICTION. Some H.P. Lovecraft, anyone?

Cthulhu is a creature in the Lovecraft universe that's a cross between an octopus, a dragon, and a mountain, and is generally perceived as a monster. But this makes him secretly sad because beneath his slimy and terrifying exterior, deep down in his heart of hearts, he just wants to be loved like the rest of us. I present to you the inner workings of my subconscious, ladies and gentlemen.

Come to think of it, pretty much every week is sci-fi appreciation week in the life of Niña. Except, of course, when it’s fantasy and magic appreciation week instead. Like in less than two months when the final Harry Potter movie comes out (TEARS!!!) Or in late 2012 when The Hobbit happens. Speaking of The Hobbit, it’s been reported that Orlando Bloom is reprising his role as Legolas, so there’s another hunk of man meat added to the already long roster of People To Stare Lustily At in that movie. Thank you very much, Peter Jackson.

These are the only two types of weeks in my life though. And wow, I just read everything that I’ve written in this post and I may have revealed a little too much about how cripplingly uncool I am.

Meh. See you when I see you!

Day 146: Drawing Night Part 4

26 May

Nekkid people!

See you later!

Day 145: Happy Towel Day!

25 May

Hey friends! In case you don’t know what Towel Day is, it is celebrated every May 25 as a tribute to the late great author genius, Douglas Adams. He wrote one of my favorite books of all time: The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. It’s called Towel Day because in the Hitchhiker books, it is said that a towel,

“is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.”

If you read through all that, congratulations and I love you because you are a true friend hahaha.

In honor of Towel Day, I made this thing.

This is Arthur Dent, unwilling hitchhiker, clutching his towel and trying real hard not to panic.

Also, over at Tumblr, people are celebrating Towel Day by posting pictures of themselves with their towels. So here’s a bonus picture of yours truly with my towel. It is blue and soft and it smells nice.


That’s all! Happy Towel Day and see you tomorrow!


25 May

My sister and I saw the Arctic Monkeys at Central Park. This is how I feel about it.


Before I get into my flaily review, let me just get the boring ole productive thing out of the way. Here it is.

It's a monkey wearing a parka. Because it's cold in the arctic. Shhh just take it.

Okay now that that’s done, let’s move on to the review.

It was fantastic. End of review.

Have some shaky videos!

The first song was “A View from the Afternoon.” Notice at about the 42 second mark where the video suddenly goes black? That’s the moment I got hit by a mini wall of death. For those who don’t know what a wall of death is, click here. It was only a few people so it wasn’t that bad.

“I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor.” I think it was right after this song that a wayward crowd surfer kicked me in the face. It was awesome.

“When the Sun Goes Down” was one of the songs in the encore. It was my favorite out of everything. And the audience was amazing and fun and friendly and gaaaaaah it was a very very good night overall.

Oh and take a look at this.

Drummer Matt Helders has been known to have random slogans written on his drum skin in electric tape. The most notable ones are "The Funk Might Fracture Your Nose," "Guilty Feet Have Got No Rhythm" and "Agile Beast." This time though, he has a photo of what looks like frontman Alex Turner relaxing on a bear skin rug. Things like this kill me and I don't know why.

But my favorite part of the entire night happened before the Arctic Monkeys even got on stage.

You see, there comes a time in every man’s life (I’m so tempted to not continue this sentence for inside joke purposes but I shall forge ahead) when one just doesn’t like what they hear on the radio anymore. I thought I had reached that point (with me clinging to bands that I listened to in high school and college like Weezer and Jimmy Eat World and Foo Fighters) until very recently when I started listening to the radio again after, what, 5 years? And I find that I still really like radio. And I had discovered new bands that do not annoy me or aren’t too hipster or weird. Bands that have catchy choruses and songs that I can dance to.

One such band is The Vaccines. I recently linked a couple of my friends to one of their songs because I liked it enough to enter said song into so I could listen to it over and over for an entire day. I get like that with songs. Don’t judge.

Anyway. THEY WERE THE SURPRISE OPENING ACT FOR THE ARCTIC MONKEYS. Well, it was a surprise to me because I got the Arctic Monkeys tickets a couple of months ago with no knowledge of who was going to open for them. And then The Vaccines get on stage and I just freaked. The fuck. Out. In my head. Not outwardly. Because I’m a proper lady. Anyway. Here’s a video.

It made me so happy that when we were leaving after the concert and we passed the booth where they were selling Arctic Monkeys merchandise, I got a Vaccines t-shirt. Here it is!

It is so soft and it makes me happy.

That is all!

See you later, innovator!

Hahaha see what I did there? (In case you don’t, those are lyrics from the Arctic Monkeys song “Brianstorm.” I’m so clever sometimes.)

Day 143: Lunchtime Doodle

23 May

Look! It’s Day 143! And we all know what 143 stands for.

So I want to take this opportunity to thank you, beloved friends, for still checking out this blog everyday, undeterred by the often questionable quality of the posts. Readership is steadily increasing for some reason (where are you people coming from?) And yesterday we got the highest number of hits (double the previous record!) which was mostly due to the kids from tumblr coming over for the very emotional BAFTA post, and to those kids, I say thank you as well. So to everyone, I just wanted to really say, from the bottom of my heart that

I made this over my lunch break today and I found it quite refreshing to not overly think about what to make and just do whatever pops up into my head first. No sketches. Just straight up doodling with a sharpie on some graph paper. The Epic Year Project: putting unused office supplies to good use since, erm, 143 days ago.

That’s all! I’m watching the Arctic Monkeys tomorrow so my next post may have something to do with that, and may be delayed a day as I will probably get home bruised and broken and soaked with other people’s sweat and too tired to do anything besides taking a long shower and passing out. It is going to be awesome.

Days 141-142: The Motherf*cking BAFTA Awards

22 May

This post is Rated R for language.

I am sorry but this has been a very emotional day for me. The BAFTAS happened today and I am feeling all of the feelings!!!

gratuitious picture of my face

Okay so you already know by now that I am emotionally invested in this TV show, SHERLOCK. It was nominated for 3 awards: Best Drama Series, Best Actor for Benedict Cumberbatch, and Best Supporting Actor for Martin Freeman.

I was watching it online right? And then they announced that they won the Best Drama Award. And I was like:

oh yeah

And then later on, when it cam to the Best Supporting Actor Award and they announce Martin Freeman’s name, I was all:


Then it got to the Best Actor Award, for which Matt Smith is nominated as well, by the way, for his brilliant work on Doctor Who, so already my brain was hurting because as much as I adore Matt Smith, I really wanted Benedict Cumberbatch to win this year. But then they announce the winner, and it is neither Benedict nor Matt. It was this other guy, who I am sure is a fantastic actor, but I guess everyone was expecting it to either be Sherlock or the Doctor so nobody saw that one coming. And I was all like:


And I was just really sad. So I made this.

It's John trying to cheer Sherlock up because he didn't win a BAFTA. 😦

I posted this on Tumblr and someone told me that she didn’t know if she should love me or hate me for the comic because it made her sad. So then I thought that it could be worse. At least Martin Freeman won. And more importantly, they won Best Drama. So then I cheered up a bit and was like:


And so then I made this.

It was well-deserved. 🙂

So there. It’s all good. More or less.

Oh oh oh! Apart from the awards, a couple of other great things came from this whole thing.

1. Martin Freeman accidentally let slip in his post-win interview that Benedict Cumberbatch has been cast in The Hobbit.

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In case you forgot, Martin Freeman is playing the title role of The Fucking Hobbit. Seriously you guys, the cast for this movie is just insane now! My attention will have to be split between Martin Freeman, Ian McKellen, Hugo Weaving, Stephen Fry, Lee Pace and now Benedict Cumberbatch as well. How ever shall I cope?

And 2. Look! I think I can draw again sort of! So yay!

That is all! See you soon!

Day 140: R.I.P. Macho Man

21 May

I was an avid WWF fan when I was about 7. And although Macho Man was not my Favorite Wrestler Ever, a title which The Ultimate Warrior holds to this day, he was still a great part of that chapter of my childhood and it is still sad to see him go.

And since he is the first victim of The Raptor, I thought that warranted some sort of fancy photoshop graphic. Normally, I would draw something but I opted to make this instead due to the fact that I have stopped drawing because me no draw good anymore. Still in a rut, I suppose.

R.I.P. Randy Savage (1952-2011)

That’s all. See you later or tomorrow or whenever!


21 May

So I made this two days ago but thought twice about posting it. Only because I might have readers who believe that they will magically float to heaven on May 21st. Now that it is May 21st and no one has been taken, it is therefore the appropriate time to poke fun at them and post this.


Look it’s a pun! I feel so smart.

See you later for more unposted entries.