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Burning Questions about Cracker Night

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Today is Monday and since I live in California there is nothing special happening except I’m working on my new website/store/superpavillion for the most awesome things on the whole internet!

I wonder if I was in England or Australia if today would be more exciting? True story, my mind is effectively not in my office or even in my country at all, but approximately 5600 miles and 7400 miles respectively. And my head is boggled by a holiday supposedly celebrated in these countries, Guy Fawkes Day/Cracker Night.

If anyone can answer any of the following questions I would be eternally grateful.

Do you really celebrate it?

Do you really call it Cracker night?

Do you wear fancy clothes or V for Vendetta masks around town?

Do you eat crackers (the baked good) while watching firecrackers?

Do you really burn things in effigy?

I know I could google my answers… But  I’m kind of against google searching right now, as I think it is too easy of an out to not think things through or really investigate an answer. I’m far too guilty of googling things I want to know but don’t want to think about, and I’m putting a stop to it. So if you are out there and can help my brain thoughts… please give me a shout out. I’m just an girl in the world… who really wants to know the truth about Guy Fawkes day.

CRUNCH CRUNCH. CRACKER NIGHT

♥LAUREN

Doodler’s Anonymous

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So the Professional moratorium on my mischief has not been successful. Telling me that I have to be good is like asking me to be bad. And it’s totally my own fault, I give into the temptation of me.

So anyways as certainly as my cubicle neighbor has a Gangnam problem, I have a problem with the good old paper and pen. I just realized I have nearly filled my 2012 doodle sketchbook. that is 176 pages front and back… and 1-4 doodles per page side. I only have 7 pages left, and the front inner cover and back cover are already filled.

Hi I’m Lauren, and I have a doodling problem:

I would get help… but I’d rather just draw about it

♥Lauren

It’s never too late… for lobsters

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Today I’m really excited because of several things.

-Being at work was a real dream today. I witnessed my coworkers get in a really heated conversation about religion, I somehow changed the subject to Greek Mythology… I got a lot of work done, and checked over. And did mention I sneaked in some creative moments while my computer over-reacted to life.

-Tonight, I eat clam chowder. And since the weather is a little crisper in California now than it usually is… this chowder is going to be a real treat.

– I am wearing a red leopard sweater that makes me feel like a million dollars! Which I got from Vintage Dreams… and I love it and I love Lucy, the owner of the store. Who earlier this year gave me some great advice about being worth more than the mess I found myself in at the time, and to “Never waste your prettiness on people who don’t deserve it”. I am eternally for those kind words, also I blush ♥.

-I get to see my bff in all her glory today, and she will have a plethora of pens to my notebook of paper. I hope we laugh so hard that we cry. And cry so hard we laugh, and eat candy… I could use some candy and a drink.

– Yesterday I received 3 books in the mail! 3 WHOLE TANGIBLE BOOKS!!!! Now I may not be Belle or anything like that, but I felt like singing when I saw that Amazon box sitting in my living room filled with leafy knowledge. I brought one of those books to work, and I feel like a queen.

– I was reminiscing about an art exhibit I saw early this year the California Modern Exhibit at LACMA and created a new goal for myself. To own an incredible swimsuit that has an incredible lobster on it. I would wear it all the time, and probably under my clothes so I can Superman into my lobster swimsuit when necessary…

“Is that a lake? I feel some swimming coming on”. *rips off dress to reveal lobster swimsuit, and proceeds to jump in water*

This could be a really cool thing actually…

And to my coworker that keeps calling me a lobster… I think this was inspired by you. Also I still don’t get why I am a lobster? Is there any reason for this?

And if I am a lobster because of a reference to “friends” you suck so much, that I cannot fully explain with words. Also you don’t really suck, I just don’t want to be that person’s “lobster” they are too much to deal with.

♥Lauren

Practice, practice, practice

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I’m no Alanis Morissette here. And the person this subject is about is not even as cool as Dave Coulier… who as we recall was not even the coolest “Uncle” on “Full House”…  But anyways, I digress. The drawing exists, and I should be able to share anything on my own site without fears of other people being insulted.

And if you have the world’s weakest constitution, you are on the best website on the interwebs  because nothing I post is gory or even remotely scary… it’s not even Al Gore-y on this site. Oh yeah, never mind the puns… I was presenting a doodle:

 

I may even print this on business card size paper, and give it out to people so they can have “official unapproval” from me. Can you imagine, you could be thrilled to get a doodle, and then realize it’s because I think you are like 12 thumbs down. (I counted my thumbs and the surviving Jackson brothers thumbs as well.)

I actually have had this drawing drawn and colored for a while. I made it when I was madder at people, even though it doesn’t seem very ragey, I was very very mad. But I kept telling myself, that it’s too not nice to post. However, lately I have felt a change in myself  that I rather like. I’ve been sharing that change with the good people who come to my site for some giggles and with my close friends in my everyday existence.  And darn it, this drawing wanted to be shared.

I hope you enjoyed it and remember, never tick off a girl who can photoshop and doodle up a response in a matter of seconds!

♥Lauren

The Secret Dancer

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Hi, it’s Lauren. You know the giggler, dreamer and constant doodler. You come here to read about my zany adventures and mishaps of adulthood? Yeah, it’s that Lauren.

It’s Friday and I’m creating a landscape rendering at work. Where my computer is busy making pixels into magic… I’m just waiting about ready to make that picture look better. But in the meantime that doesn’t mean I can’t take sometime to open my Sketchbook of My Secrets (What my coworker the Dab calls it) and share some good times with everyone.

Now I’ve been fluctuating about my nervousness about things changing and my incredible joy for all the good things that are in my future. Not only is it frustrating to read about, it’s worse living it. Like for example in one day I can go from a morning of  sunshine and lollipops, to an afternoon on the Noah’s arc of my tears, back to an evening of happiness/concern for crying about something stupid. For example, yesterday I cried watching John Krasinksi act in emotional scenes, because he seems like such a nice guy. On the other hand I get so incredibly happy when I see mustaches in 50 cent machines, that I could hug strangers. I would like to say this makes me a charming mess, but no matter what is going on I never want to stay down for long. So I don’t, that brings us to today’s shiny new doodle:

And this is the song that I’m dancing to:

Have a wonderful weekend. And Amber be careful with the dry ice… it can be spooky dangerous.

♥Lauren

She likes him… more than SCIENCE!

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I am so happy when I hear lovely news…

And this week I heard the best news I have heard in a long time. My friend the astonishing, marvelous, and phenomenal-on-her-way-to-becoming-a-doctor, Isabel is ENGAGED! And she’s getting married to David, who is equally as wonderful as her (it’s a really hard contest to enter though. I mean, I could write adjectives about Isabel’s awesomeness until I pass out from giggling).

Just in case for some of the readers who need a reminder of David…remember him as my captive studio audience? Well now that Isabel and David are going to be a unified front, I will have 2 people in my designated audience! That for all you math wizards is double. I have double the fans now:

My audience of 1 is now doubled! Math, is this how it works?

So basically the day they get married is going to be one of the best days of the year besides Leif Erikson Day and the Isabel Stare-a-thon. I really hope they get married during Nov. 2oth to December 20th as that is the time I have made up a month-long holiday about Isabel. It’s basically begging to have your wedding betwixt it!

So  finally, and simply… Congratulations. I hope you have so many years of incredible joy and the most fun two people have ever had in the history of people having fun! Remember everyday can be the best day you’ve ever had.

♥ Lauren

Classy Pony Afternoons

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I’m working on a really important doodle right now, and *hint hint* it’s about my wonderful friend Isabel. While it is not done right now I feel sad neglecting the doodle-hood of the internet… So I drew a pony. A pony that wants to be shared with the world.

And in related news Isabel is trying to lure me into leaving the San Gabriel Valley for the lush oceany wonderland of San Diego. And it does sound promising. My Brother and Sister-in-law are luring me with Seattle. For some reason I’m eternally lured to Chicago. And somehow Christine and I ended up discussing Boston. Does anybody else have any ideas of where I should relocate? Maybe France? Australia? The Moon…. of Jupiter?

All I know is that I can’t stay where I am anymore. I just know I won’t make it. I don’t know whether to put a song in this place to describe how I feel about where I am at work and in life or a picture. But since my picture idea can have Jim from “the Office” I’m going to go with picture. And if you watch “the Office” even the context of this picture is right:

I need advice to figure out what I really want, I guess. Or a transfer to Stamford.

♥Lauren

I’m no Superman

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Today I’m out in the world away from the old computer, and even more so away from the office. It’s not like I don’t like work. I just needed some time to be away, recharge. I foresee some trying times ahead, and well I might as well have fun before I have to face those problems like I’m a Spartan in the  Peloponnesian War.

I’m sorry to burden the good people of the internet with my silliness… But here it is: I see all the imaginary train tracks of my problems are pointed towards each other and are poised to crash at any minute. Simply because I trusted the wrong person for too many years, never thinking someone would have bad intentions towards a-this-gal. And all I know is that I have to soldier on through this bad time, and maybe the trains/problems won’t crash at all, maybe the train full of problems will make it through in the nick of time missing the collision with my everyday good time train. And somewhere some evil villain will curse the sky.

I just know as I was told there is not going to be a knight on a white pony to save me from it… I mean seriously, how would a guy in metal and a pony be helpful in that situation… I’ll just be optimistic that Superman will swoop in and save the day, he always saves people at the last moment.

I hope Lois doesn’t get all jealous. Because I will supply him with many doodles as payments.

Maybe I need to listen to my sister in law, maybe I need a more permanent change of scenery… but for now… vacation.

♥Lauren