I have discovered that my phone is useful when I need to doodle on the go quickly, and efficiently.
So thanks to the magic of Paint Joy, I can share this!
View this doodle Lauren, who is so vicious and proud of her Razor sharp teeth… which have always been a dream of mine. And sometimes a nightmare.
Today I am going to see the world, find more stuff to doodle than my cubicle, study the warmth of the sun (and my ARE books) and go to LACMA with my pal Connie! Woot Woot!
This is how I feel about days off/ May actually be what I’m doing when not at work*:
*And this isn’t much of a lie, I have taken two hula classes this year… Seriously its like the best thing ever, plus it involves hair accessories!
♫Lauren
I think if anyone could be slightly weirded out by a post title, it could be Isabel… and she’d be absolutely right about it! Like seriously I have been doodling people like crazy mad as of late. Let me hint (great Halloween costume ideas may be coming soon.)
Anyway I’m getting a little off subject. Here’s Isabel and a goat:
Happy Thursday everyone, I’m going to go eat some chicken!
♫Lauren
p.s. Eric is not cooperating with the Professional Quote of the Day… so there may be not new quote another until next week!
I have no idea why I doodled Jimmy as one of the toys that scared me the most as a child, but here we are with Jimmy as a jack in the box.
And I want you to know that I always store test myself to see if I am still afraid of them. The answer is yes, because I don’t like jumping-out-of-box surprises.
Bonus: What buildings are on the box? I bet Jimmy knows instantly!
♫Lauren
I was a child who knew what things were good and what things were bad. This applied to cakes, toys that I played with, cartoons that were rad, and even people.
I was a judgmental little thing, and not really that much has changed*.
*Especially not my love of Pee Wee Herman, and hair accessories!
But good thing for everyone my mom doesn’t buy me bare midriff tops or hot pants in day glo colors, well at least not for work.
Happy Friday! Go Judge something for me this weekend.
♫Lauren
I know I talk about Steve Martin and “the Jerk” a lot, but it is one of my favorite movies with one of my favorite actors.
I do enjoy all the lovely comments I get from other people out there who know what I’m talking about when I say:
“Be Somebody”
Which I said the whole week I was in Hawaii last year. And basically what I say anytime I get something with an umbrella in it.
I also just appreciate all the joy the movie has given me in life.
Like aspiring to have my own Disco Hall with my own disco dancers.
The dangers of cat juggling.
Why although I am blind I will never use an optigrab.
Open my mind to new foods. For example I still need to give pizza in a cup a try:
And most importantly to never trust whitey.
And mostly I think I like the movie, because we’re all a bit of a Jerk sometimes. Not in an awful Jersey Shore way, but in a way that we don’t always see our own assy-ness.
(My sad reality, is that when my mom saw this she said “Oh its perfect, you are a jerk.)
♫Lauren
P.S. Following Steve Martin on Twitter can change your life.
I’ve been getting in some trouble for some months now, every time I dress nice… people follow me to my car, stare deeply at me, or accuse me of staring at their man.
Um I just tried to look nice for a change, sorry that me putting more that 10 minutes into my makeup offends people. To try to appease the public (and save myself from swift parking lot murders) I have decided to spice up the old wardrobe:
♫Lauren
P.S. This is Christine’s response (which I immortalized in doodle):
Thanks little liquid beanie!
P.P.S. I did stare at him… he was sitting across the table from me. Hey Angel!
Last week my neighbors had a party where they had a candy bar. Jellybeans, weird toffee, snickers, twix, and a whole tub of pixie stix. When I saw those sugary tubes of joy I knew I had to have one. One turned into 3, and that turned into 7 and I was just so happy that my taste buds still thought they were as rad as they did 15 years ago. (I feel very blessed.)
So I feel a little less this:
And a little more this:
Although, now I feel like I have a problem. I didn’t realize at the time is that this candy would turn me into a sugar addict. Like Charlie Sheen style, on top of the world, kind of sugar addict.
So I tried to stop, but at lunch I had a Dr. Pepper and I’m back to basically wanting to roll through pile sugar (while I threaten someone into a closet, who will shortly call the police on me).
Also the biggest conundrum of all.. how am I supposed to lose weight for my sister’s wedding if all I want is to eat all the sugar in the world?
And worse is she going to replace me with Ashton Kutcher if I can’t stop myself?!?!
♫Lauren
Have you ever met me and think I laugh too much… well here’s a little secret:
This is true for all the following people:
-The people who I had studio with
-That old lady who said I laughed too much
-Geraldine the Monkey Queen (Woodbury)
-Ummm all the Librarians who disliked my laugh
-All the people who sincerely try to watch “Titanic” when I’m around
-People who work at Hot Topic
-And so much more
The moral of the story is laugh more… because you like it. The rest is just a benefit.
♥Lauren
Viciously Sweet 