DOODLE POOP

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madeleineishere: This is the colored version of my submission...

Thu, 30 Aug 2012 01:06:42 -0400

This is the colored version of my submission for the Ahoy,Booty! Buttzine!

YYYYYYEAH!

*~Dedicated 2 a very special butt~*

A slideshow of Harper's reactions to the Battlestar Galactica season 1 finale.

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 00:56:35 -0400

levianity:

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Mon, 27 Aug 2012 00:56:06 -0400

I can’t focus on the packing/cleaning I should be...

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 23:22:08 -0400

I can’t focus on the packing/cleaning I should be doing…blerrrr

La la laaa laa laaaaa I wrote down at the bottom of this...

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 20:29:00 -0400

La la laaa laa laaaaa

I wrote down at the bottom of this “Can you help me find my shoe?” Which was supposed to be something a coy pin-up girl would say. But then it scanned horribly, so I erased it :)

Prismacolors are fun but also a pain. I’m saving up for some more Copics *___*

celestedoodles: Magic School Bus grown up - Arnold other...

Thu, 23 Aug 2012 00:26:39 -0400

celestedoodles:

Magic School Bus grown up - Arnold

other characters

Yesssss. I love you for doing this!

Whoever animated/did concept art for Baby Pegasus should win all...

Thu, 23 Aug 2012 00:16:05 -0400

Whoever animated/did concept art for Baby Pegasus should win all of the medals this world can offer.

Back to ‘Poopin…

Wed, 22 Aug 2012 20:29:00 -0400

Back to ‘Poopin…

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Wed, 15 Aug 2012 21:01:49 -0400

WIP fuck, why don’t I sleeeeep dis one’s for you,...

Tue, 14 Aug 2012 03:33:27 -0400

WIP

fuck, why don’t I sleeeeep

dis one’s for you, levianty!

"‎Didn’t take an MFA? You didn’t do anything wrong. Took 11 years to write your first book? You..."

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 23:15:10 -0400

“‎Didn’t take an MFA? You didn’t do anything wrong. Took 11 years to write your first book? You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t feel like writing about your family? You didn’t do anything wrong. Feel like writing about your family? You didn’t do anything wrong. Want to write about Asians? You didn’t do anything wrong. They keep trying to tell us we did fucking something wrong. You’re an artist. How could you do anything fucking wrong”

- Junot Diaz (via murdermetonymy)

lyndez: team-joebama: man Paul Ryan sure has a lot of wood for...

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 23:10:31 -0400

lyndez:

team-joebama:

man Paul Ryan sure has a lot of wood for Mitt Romney

is that a microphone in his crotch or is he happy to oh ok it’s a microphone

can’t tell if hypnotized with lust or just regular hypnotized

“Maybe one day Romney-sama will notice me.”

“R-Ryan-chan? Will you be my running mate? I-It’s not like I like you or anything!”

and it’s funny because they’re both bakas

Anything that turns politics into an anime/yaoi brightens my life.

I probably shouldn’t waste my expensive markers on...

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 02:26:00 -0400

I probably shouldn’t waste my expensive markers on free-form doodles, but it feels nice to use them after months of no use at all. Makes me crave mooooaaar

This is very similar to a drawing I did almost a year ago, crazy to see a year fly by.

Also, I accidentally just drew Glory from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Deedeedeedadeee… Looks like I’m doodlin’ a...

Sat, 11 Aug 2012 21:53:30 -0400

Deedeedeedadeee…

Looks like I’m doodlin’ a lil again….

Doodlepoop briefly gets personal

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 01:05:02 -0400

Hey.

It’s always a weird part of my life where I suddenly feel the need to publicly share my unhappy thoughts.

I have countless notebooks and journals, but lately, it just feels like if my eyes waver off the computer screen, I’ll be completely unhinged. Which is stupid reasoning, but there you have it.

Tonight, and to some extent today, I’ve only felt like listening to angsty/sad music and stare into space. If you’re saying, “Um wow Jane welcome to being a pre-teen you 22-year-old,” then I’ll explain that I rarely, ever ever do this. It seems that I live my life living other people’s lives—whether it be helping others, watching tv/movies or reading. When I just focus on my own thoughts & listen to the music, is when it gets scary.

Right now I’m fighting sleep. I need to sleep. I don’t sleep anymore. I have work in 8 hours.

Right now I just don’t feel good, feel right, at all, because of choices I’ve made. Because things I want deeply and passionately I don’t have right now. Because I’m still not sure what I’m doing, but there’s this weird part of my brain that tells me I can’t be a “loser” in life. Whatever that means. But somewhere in my life happiness and winning are linked. I’m just not sure what my happiness and victory in life mean.

It seems like this quarter-life-crisis or what have you isn’t a short burst, but a well-sustained feeling of anxiety and self-hatred that extends for weeks. Probably why I divert with other people’s lives.

Hence my compulsion to get out of here (as always), not only because I’m obligated, but because I’m stagnant here. I can’t remember the difference between selfishness and selflessness anymore, and I’m crippled by this fear of losing.

I just feel so low.

But really, I should sleep.

Doodlepoop attempts to sound feminist, or, She Has Some Fucking Nerve!, or What You Will

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 22:00:00 -0400

Wow, my brain is suddenly in a very chatty mood! Honestly, as I sit down and figure out myself, I’m learning I have 2 strengths: drawing cutesey doo-dads and an overactive brain.

As I thought about these aggravating moments, I had a food for thought moment: being a woman.

First, I thought about one negative part of my life, a shitty retail job, where I was surrounded by ultra-feminine, Sex& The City-watching fashion-loving passive-aggressive nightmares. This first part is where I deal with my own prejudices, which probably stem from insecurity. There have been several moments in my life where I think this statement: “I fucking hate women.” Yes, instead of the typical girly-girl “I hate men, they are da worst!” I find myself thinking the former more often than the latter. I’m coming to terms with this negative generalization. It seems like every douchebag guy I deal with, I hate the individual, but if a woman does me wrong, she suddenly becomes yet another example in some grand “woman suck” propaganda. My mom said to me recently, “Jane, quite a few of your high school girlfriends were just AWFUL…it’s funny how amazing and kind your gay friends in college are!” Bizarre world we live in. I’m trying to fix my brain, really, but sometimes I lazily generalize this way.

But, I don’t think I’m the only woman who does this. Like all those psychology specials on 60 Minutes or something say, girls are taught at a young age to avoid conflict. Hence the volumes and liters of passive-aggression that dwell within us. It’s no surprise that women are harsher to each other than the alleged “gender war”. We’re threatened by each other, and we try to cut each other down any chance we can. Despite the “girl power”, the “empowerment” and sisterhoods dealing with wanderlusting pantaloons, women can hone some primitive terrotorial shit when dealing with other women, no matter it be career, boyfriend, etc.

Second, as I thought about Shitty Ways People Treated Me, I wondered if they specifically were due to my gender. Recently someone I worked for made a comment that I was flirting with a man significantly older than me. What I assumed was a networking opportunity made me look naive and, of course, slutty. Sometimes, when I’m snuggled up with my pink lemonade &Modern Family, I dwell in my perfect world where sexism doesn’t affect me, and I’m merely a champion for the racism I see everyday haha. But then when I reflect on stuff like from this year or even abroad, I think—is it cuz I am a woman? Or a mix of a lot of things about who I am. 2012 has definitely brought to the forefront that a lot of men (and some women) pine for the Victorian ideal of a woman; silent, virginal, meek, modest.

Yes, I am a more reserved person. But if these long-ass tumblr posts show you, I’m pretty fucking opinionated. It’s just a weird growing up process (at 22, I know, I know). My mom raised me to do what makes me happy, be smart, be passionate, and not let anyone say I’m lesser. It’s a daily learning process that every day you may go up against people that’ll hate on you for your actions, because they’re not what women are supposed to do*

(*You could honestly replace women with a race, orientation, class or anything. Judgmental bitches just be judgmental.)

I can’t stop listening to this song, which I’ve been...

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 21:19:08 -0400

I can’t stop listening to this song, which I’ve been in love with for 2 years now again. But seeing this orchestral version & Janelle’s speech here…I don’t know, today it’s so inspiring.

I tend to be someone who goes through life with a general calmness/apathy towards things that bothers most people. But there are certain moments, certain comments in my life, that make me look like the most thin-skinned person ever. I revisit these moments and feel helpless, weak, inadequate. In the past I avoid conflict, which I’ve been doing less and less actually. I guess a general lack of patience.

But today, randomly, I was flooded by the negative memories, of a time in my adult life I felt like a complete loser. A feeling that’s best left in middle school. I can still feel the disdain for me. Those patches in my life where that feeling rears its ugly head.

But I’m working on filling my life with gratitude, because those dark moments aren’t as great as the amazing things & amazing people I’ve met. Really, I can’t care at ALL about the assholes in my life and their opinions on me. If you think I’m always quiet, meek and graceful, well, that’s kind of a fucking lie. I am compassionate, but don’t you dare fucking try to cross me and disrespect me. (I’ve begun to watch RuPaul’s Drag Race, hence da fierceness.)

In most professional cases, I think I will continue with letting conflict go and trying to be as pleasant as possible. But if someone on my own level tries to fucking bring me down again, to quote RuPaul & the rest of them, “tracks will be snatched” :)

But in this postgrad life, I’m learning, though past negativity may come back to haunt us, we must actively confront it with gratitude. That experience had to have happened in order for the wonders & joys of your life to occur.

misskerriej: Always reblog.

Tue, 03 Jul 2012 20:57:35 -0400

misskerriej:

Always reblog.