Nostalgia

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There was an old lady who swallowed a fly, which my father bought for two zuzim

I would never convert; I am very firmly a Christian. However, I have just decided that Judaism is amazing.

Did you know they have their own very ancient version of 'There was an old lady who swallowed a fly'? But instead it's about one little goat, one little goat, which my father bought for two zuzim. And then the cat came and ate the goat, which my father bought for two zuzim. And then the dog came, which bit the cat, which ate the goat, which my father bought for two zuzim. This goes on and on, as I'm sure you can imagine, finally culminating in:

One little goat, one little goat,
Then came the Holy One, Blessed be He,
and smote the angel of death,
who slew the slaughterer,
who killed the ox,
that drank the water,
that extinguished the fire,
that burned the stick,
that beat the dog,
that bit the cat,
that ate the goat,
which my father bought for two zuzim.

The best thing? They sing it every passover. Every year! Can you imagine? All I have to do is work out a Christianity (Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords-a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids-a-milking, seven swans-a-swimming, six geese-a-laying, FIIIIIVE. GOLDEN RINGS. Fourcallingbirds threefrenchhens twoturtledoves AND A PARTIDGE IN A PEAR TREE) /Judaism religion where I can also sing the repetitive song about the lady and her fly and the song that never ends, and I will be happy forever.

And also have no friends.

Psht. Details.

Rainbows

I love this and totally want it but with bigger windows and a library with a spiral staircase and an orchard with fruit trees and also lots of other trees I can climb and build treehouses in & also a dog and a cat and an elephant or two, if that wouldn't be too much trouble:

(found after exploring this wonderful blog)

but everyone I've shown it to has said that it might send the wrong message about the inhabitants - mostly that I might like girls a lot. Like, like a lot lot.

But screw you guys. Rainbows are for everyone, just like unicorns and kittens and some other thing to make a third thing so it all fits together nicely. Also, this:

Also, when did rainbows stop meaning promises from God never to flood the world again or pots of gold? Or is it that all gay people who embrace the rainbow flags are actually really rich like leprechauns and you just have to ask them the right question or catch them or something and then they give it to you? But not 'give it to you' in that way.

So there. Or something.

Find your space

Deduction

I already did this one once. I'm not sure how well it worked. I felt loved and found when I came back, but I did smell very bad. That's never going to get you any friends.

The Happiness Factory

Also, for anyone with bad eyesight who hasn't figured it out yet, you can click on the image and it gets BIGGER. Like magic. Or like a link that leads to a bigger picture of the same thing.

Pancakes and zebras, oh yeah!

Happy pancakes day!

This is, without a doubt, one of my FAVOURITE days of the entire year. I get to make pancakes (!!!!!) and stuff my face with chocolates in preparation for a whole month without them. I really couldn't be happier right now. Oohhhhhh yes!

In case you've not worked it out (which, unless you're psychic, you've probably not) the recent comics have been my own creations. I've not had so many words to say of happy things, so instead have been filling the sad moments with happy hobbies - the latest of which has been these. Admittedly some have taken on a more sombre tone, but I really do quite enjoy brainstorming for ideas and then getting to draw them afterwards. So, have another:

And now I'm off for some more pancakes. I've still got some genuine maple syrup from my wee sister's trip to Canada and I plan to make very good use of it.