at night I can't sleep

I toss and turn
candlesticks in the dark
visions of bodies being burned
already found a blog saying Jessie Pinkman from Breaking Bad isn't a villain and has a heart of gold.
I'd like to point out Jessie shoots a guy in the face in cold blood at one point in the series.
But, you know, just a lost soul otherwise.
The guy probably (arguably) had it coming but you know.
Still.
Here we go. Brony?
Girl? Who knows.
Let's take some bets.
Grill or guy?

I picked up the cake after work. It almost didn't happen. I was on the verge of maybe getting an apple crumble pie, but how do you write "happy harmony day" on an apple crumble? Whatever, all Elements deserve cake, even if it's in the middle of the winter blah season. So I ordered this cake at the last minute. Tomorrow my coworkers dine on cake! No if's and's or buts.

Pumpin' in the clip
so I dunno this blog is apparently about My Little Pony cakes.
I have to go to school tomorrow.
A way far away school way up in the frozen north in the middle of a horse field.
It looks like a prison.

Apart from the immortality of cancer cells puzzle (yadda yadda yadda), there's the 'how does this cancer manage to avoid detection by the immune system?' thing.

I'm thinking of the potential of avoiding rejection of transplanted tissue!

If you could get the cells to differentiate (and not be dependent on an outside source of mitochondria), could you get a viable, immortal dog? (Mayyyybe not.)

Are you retarded?
Like what the fuck am I reading

It took several naps, but I think I'm awake now! That doesn't leave much time for drawing, or checking that union collective aggreement for errors. Let's see, which is more important, combing a temporary document that's probably fine, or drawing something that will last forever? Foreverrrrr! Well, duh! here you are.

So I drew small and then traced that drawing via Wacom 

You own a professional artist's tablet to produce this shitty My Little Pony art?
Talk about a waste of resources.

Sunday, back to the furry nerd-fest for discussion panels.

Where all the cool kids are hanging out, huh.

In one week's time I will be driving to Bronycon, held this time at the Meadowlands exposition center in Seacaucus, across the water from Manhattan. There will be over 3,000 people attending.

Ah, damn. Used up my "where all the cool kids hang out" joke.
I mean, uhhh--
WHERE ALL THE COOL KIDS ARE HANGING OUT, AM I RIGHT?

I was up before the dawn and again at dawn, but the sun rises behind a whole bunch of trees and a low rise several kilometers away, so I went back to bed.

DAWN'S BEAUTY, CORRUPTED BY MORTALS AS TAMRIEL, THE REALM OF LORKHAN--
can you believe how fucking shit Elder Scrolls Online is?
I was hoping for a train wreck on par with The Old Republic where I could at least laugh at it but no dice.
Just sadness and misery.
Like look I get that Molag Bal wants to pull Tamriel into Coldharbour but that doesn't mean you actually have to torture me about it.

But yesterday I ordered a cake with Princess Celestia's butt symbol on the frosting so today I picked it up and carried it (while riding my bike) to work to fatten up my coworkers.

I learned from another brony blog that's called a cutie mark.
Excuse me while I fucking kill myself.

Apparently I have a hickey. "Oh! You have a hickey on your neck! Had a hot date eh?" Yeah, with a horse. "Is he or she cute?" Yeah, real cute, I really like her mane. "That's some hickey." A horse! A horse nipped me! Not hard...

Uh-huh yeah that's right you horse fucking weirdo I'm on to you.
Burn him alive, I say.

I have an ♪♫idea!♫♪ I shall call henceforth this winter gift exchange thing we do every year Hearth's Warming! The date is variable, it happens whenever we can get all our dispersed bodies in the same place, this year it's the 29th. 

Oh you mean Christmas?
December 25?

We've been calling this unfortunate wallow in consumption of consumer goods Giftmas for ages (we've sworn every year to reduce the bulk and expense with little success). But ponies makes EVERYTHING better. Hearth's Warming Eve has a nice ring to it, and NO ONE SHALL KNOW that it's a MLP reference. Mwah ha ha ha ! Only five more days until Hearth's Warming Eve!

Yeah better burn him out.

Speaking of getting the boot, one of the sites specializing in compiling and redistributing episodes of MLP:FIM, called the Pony Archive, got shut down yesterday. They weren't very pleased about that. Instead of being loving and tolerant, or at least showing grace and absolution, the remaining maintainers of the P.A. gave Hasbro the finger. And there was much debate on Equestria Daily. It's possible that Hasbro was required to show that it was protecting its trademarked intellectual property (or risk losing it again) and P.A. took the fall. I doubt these actions will go much farther as the show, like the Budweiser spots during the Superbowl, is merely advertising for Hasbro's toy line. Hasbro benefits enormously from the free redistribution of the show and the buzz it's generating. The target audience, young children and their guardians, are the least likely to scour the internet for free downloads of the show.

>target audience is small children
>primarily 20 something nerdlings
welp.

Last night I had trouble sleeping and all day I've been bubbling over with excitement. Why am I so excited? I DON'T KNOW! I'm not nine. It's just that over the weekend someone offered to order a batch of custom pins showing Rainbow Dash's cloud-and-lightning-bolt cutie mark (butt brand) and Equestria Daily picked it up. I ordered five. I got my invoice on Sunday. I decided I would illustrate the envelope and the card with ponies. So Monday evening I planned out what I would write and draw, hunted down the pictures I would copy and got out my sketchbook. And erased a bunch of 30 second nudes I'd drawn last year at a "life drawing" panel at a con.

Nudes of ponies more like you fucking pervert.
Also have you guys noticed I'm copying a large amount of this fuck's text just to make a complete thought for him?
Like scale that shit down, son. We gotta write the My Little Pony blog slowly.
HOLY SHIT THIS BLOG IS FUCKING BORING I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE HIPPOS AT THE ZOO WHERE YOU WORK YOU BORING SHIT
FUCK
SONG OF THE NOW.