And every breath we take in this universe that we’re not together in is a ginomogantuous sin.

Lol, Overanalytical Gianina the Human. Tell your feels to shut up.

Dashboard, meet my bros.

My bros have the weirdest way of saying goodbye to each other. For those of you who listen to Boys Night Out on Magic 89.1, that’s probably where they got the idea of calling each other Pappy. 

Now if I had a sister this is how our goodbyes would go:

Sister: Bitch I’m leaving.

Me: 

Sister: BITCH, I SAID I’M LEAVING.

Me:

Sister: GODDAMNIT BITCH Y U IGNORE ME? I’M TELLING MOM! GODDAMN GOOD FOR NOTHING SISTER. U SUCK. GO DIE! (leaves angrily)

Me: Okay bye!

I am standing quite a distance from this wooden bookshelf in Sandi’s house. The room temperature is as it’s always been. It is a cloudy afternoon. I had not touched that bookshelf. Unless we consider proper application of chaos theory, there is no reason for that bookshelf to fall at that particular moment. 

So I would like to open some theories of my own:

1. Somewhere in the future, Future Gianina was suffering some terrible fate and decided to bend the time-space continuum and travel back in time to warn me. However, being the genius I will always be, Future Gianina miscalculated and fell on the other side of the wall, thereby hitting the wall and causing the bookshelves to unhook and topple over me.
2. In the multiverse — that is, in parallel realities happening simultaneously where I also exist — Gianina is doing some shitload of awesome things. As these parallel realities are separated by one single quantum event, the Gianinas in the other dimensions were doing so much awesome, thereby causing a wave function collapse. And the only way to bring the balance back to the mechanism is for that bookshelf to fall and kill me. 
3. Universe is trying to end my existence again, just like its attempts to end me these past several weeks. Universe if jealous.
4. Ghosts
5. 

Leaning towards the consistency of number 3.

Well, Rosa, I said I was gonna doodle some RaixGaz to commemorate the day that we colored our hair. You guys, have to get used to seeing Gianina the Human like this now. 

Le click for hi rez

I don’t usually do drawing memes. But my friend Raqui tagged me in her DA submission and she drew me as a zombie and that was just so cool. So while I was converting videos, I was doing this. Also, I rarely draw the cute and tame version of Gianina the Human, but I just wasnt feeling like drawing the vagina-monster version of GH, so this is what happened. 

I don’t follow instructions, lol.

You can get the drawing meme here. And I’m tagging all my artsy friends, yay!

Yeah I just wanted to post this. While I convert my scumbag .mov videos, I’m doing this drawing challenge where my good friend Raqui tagged me. This is so weird and unsanitary, lol.

If you know where Dancing Sushi Larry is from, I love you.

If you love Gianina the Human,…that’s cool too.

Dear Neighbors,

I hope you understand that singing karaoke for three days straight will not make anyone else appreciate the quality of your voices, much less your tacky choice in music. While I enjoy hearing some Bon Jovi, Aerosmith, and MJ from time to time, I find it very distasteful when you repeat them over and over on full reverb. Now I know you all just want to drink up and have fun singing together, but believe me when I say this in the most loving way: For every hour of quality sleep that you make me lose, I will throw shards of broken glass from my rooftop, hoping my perfect aim will pierce you skull and kill you, if not hit the part of the brain that is responsible for singing so that nobody can ever hear you again. Happy 2012!

Sincerely,

Gianina the Human

P.S. STOP SINGING PYRAMID. OR DON’T SING IT IF YOU CAN’T REACH THE HIGH NOTES. OR DON’T SING AT ALL.

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Dear Charice,

I just hope for your sake that you can still sleep at night in your million-peso bed and million-peso sheets, and your million-peso pj’s knowing that you are endorsing an evil device, thereby proliferating the cause of insomnia, thereby being responsible for the early death of 1 out of 3 people in the population. Happy 2012!

Sincerely, 

Gianina the Human

P.S. Don’t delude yourself with thoughts of how I’m only doing this because I’m bitter about people always mistaking me for you. We all know you stole your face from me with your evil magic mic that you’re selling to your loyal subjects, you witch. I’m the Marceline to your Princess Bubblegum, honey. YEAH, I WENT THERE.