My Serpentine

Hello, my pretties. Featured beauty of the day:


This amazing pencilwork is the masterpiece of a gifted amateur artist known as deru-san. A former college mate who graduated as Most Likely To Succeed in her class. Her main interest is manga & anime art but she sometimes does all kinds of interesting things on the side. Her current stint in Japan probably means she is only getting more fascinating while riding the weird, awesome creative streak the Japanese are known for.

It is freezing in Nihon-land right now, she says. Just right now, I can definitely feel her: the air conditioning in my office is near unbearable on a rainy day, and my fingernails are turning an interesting shade of grey-blue as I type.

Anyway...
this picture currently adorns my desktop in all its serpentine glory. It definitely 'speaks' to me. Sometimes I wish I was a reptile because people don't treat reptiles like freaks for having scaly splotchy skin. The other day I walked into a restaurant, all ready to enjoy a nice dinner, when some nosy idiot exercised her right to be rudely curious and asked if I had an allergy. (A Brit or Northern European would have politely told you to Fuck Off and Mind Your Own Business.)


So.....(why is this becoming about me again?)

Enjoy the works of the exquisitely talented and irritatingly modest deru-san. Have a good week, y'all. I know I ain't.


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There is a special kind of hell for those who treat a human being as a freakshow without having the courtesy to at least pay for the show.
Serpent 7:2


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"Fame is our felony"

Really. Who is this girl?


She sang two self-composed songs about love and rebellion in a talent show under the name Stefani Germanotta. One of the songs feature these awesome lyrics:

We are a generation twisted by a myth
Confused and ludicrous,
Holding onto love.

Consumed by all the pleasures in out midst.
A life with all the lips we've kissed
And losing all control.

We're gonna start a resistance
We want independence
We're gonna give the world some of this:

Electric Kiss
I'm gonna change the world with my lips.
One voice forever, well live together in
Peace, love, solitude and happiness
Electric Kiss.

Fame is our felony; we're so in love with it
Some superstars and masochists who don't know
Where to go.

But the poets and the fighters of our time
Put down their weapons and their rounds
And know what they must do.

They're gonna start a resistance
They want independence
They're gonna give the world some of this.


This is her.



The girl can sing. Let's not forget that. She has talent, brains, vision, and she can wear whatever the hell she wants. To all the assorted humourless pricks who violently disagree:

You're just jealous.