Hello again, dear readers! I have updateitis, which is a condition where one wishes to upload an update to their blog, but their access to their father's laptop is limited. This condition can be a result of grounding, laziness, or their dad's computer being dead for two whole days. It is a little ironic that when I actually have something to post about, I don't have the means to do so. The absence of my dad's computer also broke that streak I had going on. A post every day would be nice. Easing into a daily post would be good for me. At least then I would get something remarkable done with my summer.

Ah, summer. At last, my time to do... absolutely nothing.

Yesterday, in a very summer-ey fashion, my great aunt, my little brother, and myself went blackberry picking. The guy who lives across the street from my great grandmother's house, Gary, is having an anniversary celebration and his son, Greg, is in town to celebrate. Greg invited my great aunt over to pick blackberries, seeing as they won't be in season for much longer. 

Pictured above: grossness.

Greg has wild blackberries, which means they are slightly smaller than the ones from the grocery store. It also means walking around a patch of prickers for a couple of hours.

Pictured  above: a blackberry. Not pictured: tremendous amounts of pain

I really didn't mind the thorns after a while, but you do have to wear long sleeves and jeans so you won't get pricked too much. It was also kinda sweaty and hot as as a result of the full body armor, but eating twice as many berries as I saved made up for that.

A representation of Lauren yesterday.

The whole time we were picking berries, chickens ran under the branches and clucked at everybody. They're kinda cute. I didn't really recognize the sound a chicken makes, and I got a little scared because clucking branches are a natural thing to be afraid of. The exact number of chickens running around people's feet is yet to be determined, but there must've been at least three, maybe four or five. I now have an intense need for pet chickens. 

For example, these colorful silkie chickens.
 I would dye one blue and name him Sanic, and blast this crime against humanity.

I picked a full coffee can of blackberries, most of which are still in our fridge.

*sad trombone noises*

After picking berries for a couple hours, we went and pet the goats beside the blackberry patch. Goats are like cats. They love food and being pet, although one goat hid behind the shed thingy in the habitat and stared forlornly at us while we fed the other two grass.

I'll just have to eat the grass already on this side of the fence. *sad face*

 While we were screwing around Greg's house, Ethan picked up four feathers. He even gave me one. I don't know what bird it's from, but they have chickens, geese, and peacocks, so it could be any of them. I think it's from a goose though. I've been pantomiming calligraphy all day with it.

Dearest Margaret, I write to you from battle. I wonder if oneself can continue in such ridiculous dialogue.

Anyhoo, it was pretty fun. I learned about my affinity for anything with two eyes and a brain. The animals were by far my favorite part of the outing. I want every one of them to come live with me. Especially the silkie chickens. Especially them.

Now it just looks like an old woman.

Hello, dear readers! It's Lauren again, here with more stuff.

"What stuff?", you ask. Lauren smiles menacingly and laughs as her eyes roll back in her head
 and the area where she is sitting erupts in flame.

Fear not, slightly crisped readers! I've been on an art binge lately, and I'd just love to show you the stuff I made! First we have the circle owl, also known as a pain to make.

As the flames around you subside, a photo of an owl descends from the sky. Quaint.

Next, the modified version of the picture above.

As you inspect the photograph, it also bursts into flame,
 and a very similair  photograph falls from above. Odd.

Lastly, a completely unrelated image my little brother commissioned from me. It's supposed to be his Terrarria world.

The picture of space in all 3 of these images was from here, and the first picture was from here. I really should make a habit of sourcing my images from now on. Hm.

Pictures!

Hello again, dear readers! Another post, on the same night no less! It's not a particularly large post, but I really wanted to update you on my hair situation.

What's wrong with your hair? Also what's wrong with mine? It's like Donald Trump's toupee, but worse.

Listen and I will tell you, terrible hair man. My mom and I died my hair indigo. It isn't the first time I've died my hair. We used the rest of the dye we had (pink and blue). So I sorta wanted to show you how it looked.

 First, a cartoon representation.

 Next, a painstakingly edited photo, because showing you my hair without showing you my face is rather difficult. And it looks cool too.

I am purple-radiating ghost Lauren! Fear my luscious blue hair!

And next, because it doesn't quite fit in a photo dump seeing as it isn't really a photograph, we have a quaint geometrical landscape. Pretty colors, oh so pretty...

Anyhoo, that was all. G'night.

Music Dump: Part 2

Hello again dear readers! I just got back from music practice (not marching band practice, sadly). I'm a little pooped, so instead an actual post you're getting another random collection of songs from my favorites playlist. Enjoy!

Killer Queen

(Implied sexual content. You have been warned.)

Strange Charm- A Song About Quarks

(Immediate nerd-ification occurs if you watch this.You have been warned.)

Crime Dramas Suck

Cats- Memory

(This is for all my theater nerds out there. *wink wink*)

Metabolism

(This will not be he last nor the first obscure song on my playlist)

Girl In A Country Song

Na Na Na

(Yes, a My Chemical Romance song that isn't Black Parade)

Tribute To Ridiculous Voices

(Check out the channel this is from when you're done with the video if you like parodies.)

History Of The Violin

(Check this channel out if you enjoy spontaneous classical music)

Bread

Do It For Her

(This one is best if you watch Steven Universe. It maks meh cri everytim)

Young Gems

(Still better if you watch the show, but still good regardless.)

Ronnie And Neil

(Drive By Truckers are an amazing band)

John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

(Good, but unsettling. It makes me feel the feels. This is part of yes, an entire album of songs about Illinois. Check em' out, Mandarin. You know you wanna.)

(Oh also he has some songs about good ole' Michigan too, in case you're interested.)

That concludes my list of songs and artists for now. Bye!

Hello!

Hello again, dear readers! We find ourselves a good chunk into summer vacation with almost no blog posts, which of course implies a major update is required...

Things that have occurred:

• Marching band season approaches ever so slowly. Summer is coming.
• I made an unreasonable amount of artwork.
• I've read like 5 books with absolutely no provocation.
• Probably watched the entirety of YouTube.
• Finished/caught up with Dexter, Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, and Inside Amy Schumer.
• Played Terrarria and Minecraft like my life depended on it.
• Cultivated my acne garden, reaping a beautiful harvest of blackheads, sleep cysts, and zits.

First thing on my list up there- I'm very excited about high school marching band, although it seems so far away. I'm a little nervous, but I'm more concerned about making social contact outside the internet for the first time in months. In short, band + friends = super duper fun time.

Pictured: funtimes

The unreasonable amount of artwork explains itself. My great gramma has blessed me with old tabloids (can you say collage?). Until you read them, you cannot realize their level of utter insanity. The ads are my favorite part, personally.

Books. Ah, wonderful things. Saying I need to be provoked to read is a smidge untrue. Books are fun. People who read books are statistically likely to be fun. I am fun.

This is very good. Read it at your earliest opportunity.

I watched television when I'm bored and don't feel like dealing with my problems. Also, I judge people who aren't into the same TV shows as me. I don't mean to do it particularly, but I've been watching too much TV to deal with it. Video games are fun and help me avoid my problems also.

Whatcha gonna do?

 The relatively uncomfortable heat and humidity, combined with my lovely teenager hormones, have caused a major resurgence in my pizzaface. And I was doing so well *shakes head disappointedly*.

My brother (the short one) went to Disneyworld. My mom ranted about how hard Disney scrapbooking materials are to get shortly after he got home. He had fun though, and I'm glad he went.

I was thinkin' about another music dump post, or maybe a photo dump. Maybe both.

So excited you misspelled excited!

Anyway, I gotta go deal with making more blog posts for you, dear readers. See ya soon!


I wanted to give a shoutout to all my Russian readers, because I certainly didn't expect such a large audience from you guys.