and another one

"The Music Scene" from Anthony Francisco Schepperd on Vimeo.

Haikus #34, #35, and #36

My understanding of a Lil Wayne song

blowin purple clouds:

I'm so sky high (what the fuck's

he saying?) weezy

Sunday night - 11:57

procrastination

station. I should catch a train

to... maybe later

Learn to speak fluent girl

And by "Aaaaw you look

sooo cute!" I really mean "You

look like a skank, ho."

Haiku #8

Yes I Kiss my Mother with this Mouth

Bad Mamba Jamba:

three words to describe me -

so simple and sweet.

Does this even make sense? I've been awake for 20 hours, sorry.

"he said...she said"

NOT what it sounds like!

I'm desperately needing me some kind of a quote for the all-knowing yearbook.
So far all the quotes I have are actually kind unhopeful and/or inappropriate.

ANY IDEAS?

anyways here are some I have, not sure if they're usable:

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.

- Kurt Vonnegut

I'll try hard not to pretend

Allow myself no mock defense

As I step into the night

-The Shins

I'm still searching fo more...gimme gimme suggestions

Do you come here often?

WINTER BREAAAAAAK byaaaah

The past 3 weeks were hellweeks so I haven't had time to post

Aside from the fact that my face has swollen to look like I had my wisdom teeth removed, break is going bueeeno.

Here's stuff from the past week:

Color combination I like very much so

cardigan-target, shirt - gapewwwww

I'm liking this lace and plaid combo right now. I call this combination the "fancy lumberjack".

More fancy lumberjack + gold necklace I got in Utah last year. Sometimes I like Utah for the snow and all, but mostly it's boring and cold. I think that's why such great art and jewelry things come from Utah - because they don't have anything else to do.

This lumberjack is fancy

Also: BREAKING STORY

It's Hannukah fools

I went in my mom's closet the other night to grab something and what do I see?

That's right. I'm just an inconspicous pile of boxes camoflauged in the middle of the closet. No big deal. You totally can't see me, the way this blanket is strewn over me so nonchallant-like. I mean really, there could be anything in the center of the closet. Like a collection of antique bottle openers or some dry cleaning or perhaps PRESENTS?

I guess they're all "why even bother?" seeing as how I already know what they got me.

Not sure what some stuff is yet, I'm surprised they bought me stuff this year actually because of obvious suckfest economy reasons. First thing I'm going to open is:

yesyesyesyes - I think I ordered the wrong size though.

Sorry Sarah

This is one Kat's lovely dresses (+ bad lighting and confused pose)

Dress - Kat's, gold shoes - vintage

I got these epic heels at a volunteer thing last year. They're spray painted gold and a priveledge to see. Downside: another pair that is way too small. Why do I have shoes that are too small?

It's like the wrath of god manifested in heel form.

Alsooooo.... why?

Life lesson: Always make attractive faces

Is it not possible for me to ever take a good picture? Only every 1 out of 20 pictures is ever usable.

Note to self - Monitor facial expression at all times. Better yet, never have any facial expression to prevent my true self (M.C. Moodston) from being unleashed.

Holla at my boys ZAZA, AEISS and FNAPPY

Thanksgiving leaves me dreading Channukah parties. TOO.MUCH.FAMILY.TIME. Those awkward family conversations I predicted went exactly as imaginined. Hey there 1-year-older cousin freakin talking to me like I'm 10 and 2nd cousin's psychotic husband who responds to everything with a too-large smile and nervous laugh while his eyes try to escape his face.

Whateverwhateverwhateverwhatever.
Change subjects like I change identitiesSAYWHAAAAAAT?

Y'know LOLCATZ right? Yes you do.
Dis videyo about dem (make that chaaaaange...lookin'ass kitty)


If you don't like it, all I can say is that I've had too much turkey and the dopamine is circulating in my cerebellum like MADCRAZY OFFTHECHAIN.
Also right now I'm overloading on The Strokes and Radiohead, it doesn't get much better.

crapple snapple pop

I haven't really had time to post anything lately (effffff YOU college apps)
Now that it's Thanksgiving break and all, maybe I'll have time to catch up.

Anyways I don't have any pictures yet so I guess I'll just shoot the breeze a little?

Last weekend was Wilder's Bar Mitzvah (he's a man now!(not really he sucks)). 4 days of family time has left me too weary and annoyed to be even a little peppy for Thanksgiving. Who are these people coming over anyways?

Here's an imaginary conversation between me and randomn distant family members who i don't know who are staying for thanksgiving:

Me: Hello, Happy Thanksgiving
Horrid Older Slob Cousin: You too, also, I think you are uppity and a bitch
Me: uuuuhhh
HOSC: Fahhaaha I was joking
Me: (fake laughter) So what's new with you?
HOSC: Just chillllin' dude (translates to community college for 3 years and I'm not really very good at anything)
Me: Did you find a job yet?
HOSC: No, I'm too busy being fug and horrid.
--enter crazy aunt----
Crazy Aunt: I made GUMBO! With some mushrooms and tree fungus I found in the front yard!
Me: Mmmm, sounds good, but I'm going to have to pass because I actually am allergic to gumbo.
HOSC: Oh, I forgot to tell you that I ate all the gumbo while you were talking in a baby voice to the dogs.
Me: Oh... darn, what a shame.
CA: Lucky you Miss Madison that I brought some nut cookies I made from tumbleweeds!
Me: It's Maddie, short for Madeline-
CA: And cranberry sauce made from real cranes!
Me: sick, I can't wait.
HOSC: Ok, I'm gonna go drink beer because it's legal and to show you all that I'm a real man.
Me: FYI, the beer is located outside of the house and we have this rule where if you drink, you have to stand isolated, by yourself, in a corner until we say you can come back.

SO THAT'S THAT. Thanksgiving is gonna blow. -TEENANGSTTEENANGSTTEENANGSTTEENANGSTTEENANGST-

That's pretty much it for now, I'll post pictures from the Bar Mitzvah and other stuff when I get them, cheerio.

wait HEY YOU

Somebody please please please find this girls on the streets of London and Fed Ex her on over here so I can have a personal fashion maker who will sew me outfits and create styles the likes of which this town has never seen before. I'll pay for the shipping and handling costs, you find the girl.

(Picture from face hunter...again)

also click it for a close up of her makeup and hair. How is this achieved?

baby talk

it makes me want to gag

If babies could talk they wouldn't sound like "I want you give me wawaaa becwuz I am so hungwy".
Pretty sure they would put anybody who thinks baby talk sounds cute in their place

Actually, the next time I hear somebody talking like that I'm going to have to ask them if they have a speech impediment.

Ok, I have to go get some wawaa.