Barn day. With the usual insanity.

Today, being Saturday, was the day I always spend at the barn riding ponies. There was a storm today, so we prepared for the upcoming show instead of riding in the rain. Our first task was washing horses. This was quite fun and involved a large amount of bubbles, but the horses were panicking slightly as they had apparently forgotten what baths were. My noble steed, Jack, kept trying to bite everyone, my friend's British horse* pawed the ground a lot, and everyone generally caused chaos.
*not actually British, but acts like he is.

One of the horses we washed was a chestnut named Junior who was not extremely opposed to bathing, but was very offended when I called him a Chia pet.

My foot still hurts. I'm glad I was wearing boots because, in case you don't have much experience with horses, they are heavy and do not have much sympathy for humans' feet if said feet are occupying a region where they think a hoof should be.

After the horses were done being washed, we all (me, a fellow rider, my friend, and her sister) sat around while one of the freshly washed horses grazed and the dogs acted weird as dogs do. There was a temporary lost pitbull staying in the barn until someone decided to adopt him, and we spent a large amount of time in the stall with him because he looked sad. There was a debate over naming him George or Herbert, so he is now called G'Herbert (G-comma to the top-Herbert, pronounced Jiherbert).
So yeah. Interesting day.

And now, to make up for that truly horrible horse art (I was lazy), here are some Deathnote-related pictures that I drew when I was bored. The pictures of the pictures are terrible because iPads are awkward to hold and scanning, putting on a flash drive, and emailing to myself was too much trouble. Sorry. Tell me if the writing is illegible so I can type it out for you.

I love this song. Why do I love this song? I don't know why I love this song. Drawing this made me hate Light less until the end.

*edit 2 seconds later* Okay, yeah, completely impossible to read. In panel order:
1) *music from Light's room* Girl look at that body~ I-I-I work out~
2) *music* I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT! *L* ...Light-kun?
3) *music* WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE! YEAH!
4) *music* WIGGLE WIGgle wiggle *Light* Um.
5) *doorslam*
6) *Light* It's been fun, L.

Thank you for your time.

Deathnote/Portal crossover. Thought process behind this: Near kind of looks like a turret->And L has several things in common with GLaDOS->*random chain of thought*->You know, I'm kind of bored and I have pencils->This picture. You're very welcome. Cake.

And now, to make up for the awful photo quality, here's this:

I feel bad for laughing. But I have to.

That's about all.
L FTW.
-Xenon

Not much happens while getting an ID.

Hi! Exclamation points are cool!
So, because I'm going to New York this summer (WHAT.), have no driver's license, and require proof that I am me to get on a flying chunk of metal which will transport me to my destination, I had to go and get an ID today. If you were hoping for an exciting story of adventure and possibly an epic shonen anime-style battle or two, you should have read the title first. I went in, sat around while a robot woman's voice called every number but mine for a slightly too long amount of time, signed my name, smiled slightly, and then left.
The end result:

I wish it were within the law to print this out and present it as my ID. But I think that they would get suspicious if I claimed that my name was Xenon Cake.

Not that it isn't.

Also, it's spring break! For me, that means a few days of relaxation and then a horse show for four days (though the first two barely count). Considering how much I've been working with Jack, I hope that he will not forget how to canter and that the judges will not decide the results bases on the horses' hair within two seconds. Jack is a small horse with a short tail and does not radiate waves of sparkly prettiness, so being in the ring with big, shiny, flashy horses is generally annoying. Though, in my opinion, he is the best looking horse there. And by 'there' I mean 'in the known universe.'

I hit my head today and my immediate reaction-word for word-was "OW SNRGFBGLSHG FRICK SHIZZLE BANANA CREME PIE." In case you had ever imagined me swearing for any reason, now you know those imaginings to be untrue.

I like cats.
That's all I have to say.

POINTLESS SCREAMING OF HIEI!
-Xenon

Make life take the lemons back!

Hey. If you check this blog enough to notice how long it's been since my last post, don't worry. I'm not dead. My Internet was down because the modem was broken and it's my only source of interwebs. I had to go to Panera Bread yesterday to do my homework because it was the closest place with wifi.
BUT NEVER FEAR!
The modem is fixed and I'm back to annoying you as usual. Feel free to cheer. If you want to have a crazy all-night party in celebration of my return, please do. Send me cake through the Internet.

Apparently, next year's marching show might be about light.

OKAYOKAYOKAY I'LL STOP WITH THE DEATHNOTE REFERENCES.

Don't judge me.
I see you judging me. Stop it.
Stop it right now.
IF YOU DO NOT STOP JUDGING ME RIGHT NOW I WILL COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND... Hm, killing is overused, isn't it? I'm going to come over with my trombone and play random notes as loudly as I can nonstop for 24 hours or however long it takes for you to go insane. And I'll put a unicorn on your head.

So I woke up at 5:30 this morning in the middle of a dream that involved zombies, planes, and random anime characters who were apparently my friends (for some reason, the part of my brain that makes up dreams is obsessed with all of these). It was the kind of dream that I would usually wake up and laugh about, but because it was still technically night, the asleep half of my brain decided that zombies were real and I was going to die. And no matter how much or how logically the awake half argued against this, I couldn't convince myself that I was not in mortal danger.

I never actually went back to sleep.

But you probably don't care about that and you might be expecting a Portal reference because of the title, so here's one just for you because I'm nice.

And here's a picture of my cat that I took a few days ago. I was in my actual work-in-progress room playing piano (actually just hitting keys until I could play a cool song), listening to music, and doing other activities that only require one person and do not involve actual effort. I thought he looked cool.

And yes, the floor is covered in construction-related dust. That tends to happen on construction sites.

I can't think of other things to say and my hands hurt from typing in an uncomfortable position, so the end.

Be like me and don't die.
-Xenon

A letter to people involved in road races

Okay, first of all, runners: A lot of you can't run and should probably not be going three miles or any other distance. Also, taking your dog or kids just means an added burden and/or more things with questionable running ability. Organizers: DO NOT MAKE THE RUNNERS GO ACROSS A ROAD. Particularly if said road has considerable traffic. Or if it's early, as the people on the road most likely have somewhere to be. If there is enough of a gap for a car to fit, please let a car fit. As I said earlier, the people in the car are probably going somewhere. Back to the runners: Thank you for at least wearing interesting clothes (guy in the pink tutu, this means you).
Love and (awkward) hugs,
Xenon

You people probably have no idea what I'm talking about, so I'll explain. This morning, I was on the way to riding as I am every Saturday, at 8:30 (stalkers no stalking). We were going to be there on time, but then we ran into a road race which I think was for breast cancer awareness/funds/something. The people directing cars were all apparently trolls, as they didn't warn us that we would have to stop until that was our only choice. They then made us stay for-this is not an exaggeration-45 minutes while the people, who were a mix of people who knew what they were doing, people who didn't, old people who may have once known how to run, children, and babies in strollers, ran slowly by. I decided to accept that we weren't going to move anytime soon, but my maternal unit was glaring at the runners with extreme hatred within 10 minutes. And then traffic finally moved and some guy screamed at us to move fast. Long story short, the 9 and 10:00 riding lessons became a giant 9:30 one because the 10:00 people were early.

After the lesson, I had to put Jack in the pasture because there was a tractor in the barn and Jack can't walk through tractors (my friends and I had a conversation about taking him to the circus if he could), and then I caught him again when the tractor had moved to put him in the stall. He was sharing the pasture with a mare named Lily, who, despite having been indifferent to Jack while he was there, went into complete panic mode as soon as he was gone and began neighing and running around like she had finally snapped and her entire world was coming to an end. So I went back and put her in the barn too. She saw that Jack was not dead, went into her stall, and commenced not caring.
Horses are insane.

I'm lazy and my internet connection is questionable, so no pictures right now. Sorry.

Here, I'll make up for it.
ALPACAAAAAAAA!!!!!!1!!!!!!one!!!!
There. Fixed.
Kbye.
-Xenon

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Commercial time is over. I have no idea what that was, and please don't buy me. I kind of like it here.

Today, Jack made a friend. I was riding today and one of the other horses in the ring, Luke, was basically galloping around and refusing to slow down for any reason. After the lesson, we all got to walk around in the pasture, and Jack stayed at the exact same speed as Luke the whole time. These horses are like brothers. I'm serious. They share stubbornness, poor estimate of stamina (aka wearing themselves out), and several other weird quirks. So that's cool.

My friend and I spent study hall drawing Kenny Loggins and a guy walking into a wall as well as watching a video called Eat Randy, which is very strange and very funny in its strangeness.
That's about all.
I want this.

À plus!
-Xenon

The Celebrated Sucking at Tetris Award

I got a Tetris-esque app recently, hoping it would be a fun waste of time like most other games. I was right, but it's fun in an entirely different way as I usually end up laughing at myself for being so horrible at it. Most of my games so far have looked like this:

And I'm all:

I'm pretty sure that this is not average noobdom, as I have played it a lot and still end up stacking up pieces at random after it becomes clear that I'm not going to succeed. Therefore, I am giving myself a Sucks at Tetris award. Any clever names you have should go in the comments, althought I really don't have enough readers to interact with you people.

In other news, faces are squishy and I have a dog.

And now for the daily random picture thing.

IT ARE SHOOO KEWT!!! :D YAEYYYY!
Okay, sorry, I'll act sane(ish) now.

...Nevermind. Oh, L. ^.^

That's all.
Explosions!
-Xenon

XENON IS GOING TO NEW YORK!

At least, I hope I am. The band/theater place that my school's band directors own and where I have Express (various musical things) is organizing a trip this summer and I am going and I am really excited in case you couldn't tell.
All I know about this trip so far is that we are getting on a plane and flying to New York and then we're seeing 4 Broadway shows because we'll be there for 4 days and It. Will. Be. AWESOME.

And now, because you probably have no interest in my being hyper about New York, here's a thing:

You're welcome.

Cats are pretty cool.
-Xenon

Deathnote themes are excellent and I am apparently incapable of thought.

Basically, any activity with a DN theme in the background makes said activity ten times more awesome. And if it's L's theme, twenty times. Am I a huge nerd? Yes. Is it worth it? Definitely yes.

Guess who lettered in swimming despite inconvenient practices, a dramatic leg wound, and lungs that refuse to hold enough breath for long-distance swimming? And who also has friends who were recognized for, you know, actual accomplishments? THIS GIRLLLLLLL.
That last bit sounded so stupid that I am now doubting my own intelligence. *smart things being thought, please wait*

After contemplating covered wagons and my cat having bones for a few minutes, I now know that I cannot be smart on command.

Ai gotz no skewlz 2marawwz. That sentence did not help my doubtfulness at all.
I'm still working on my cool puzzle that I can't stop talking about.

Because it's cool.












(like me)

I had some strawberry pie-like substance today. It was good.
Meh... I'm tired. Time to show you people some pictures.

Drawn during break today. I drew Vegeta, my friend gave him a sparkly pink shirt, I added streaks in his hair and then wrote GREEN at the bottom for no reason.

Now, some things I find humorous (or humerus, if you're bones).

O_e Braaaaains. Wait. I mean yooooooooooolks.

This is really funny to me. Not entirely sure why.

WE. ARE. ALL. GOING. TO. DIE.
Also, this is the second Cthulhu-related picture I've posted recently. :D

And now something I found on Tumblr, which I joined yesterday but probably will not be using much. Credit goes wherever it should go.

HIEI. ^.^

That is all.
Eyes.
-Xenon

I am tired. So, naturally, I spent all day doing things.

Hello! I did some stuff and then I almost didn't post this because I lost all motivation! But I'm nice and enjoy drawing things and boring you people, so I'm showing you pictures of stuff I did.
So, today I woke up at 7:30, which is normally ridiculous, but then I got to go to riding.

And then I came home and found that the cool puzzle had come in the mail (I'm making this hard for you and saying that, if you want to know what puzzle this is, go back several posts).

I forgot how to write 'insanity' while writing this. Meaning, I kept trying to fuse I and N.

Then my mother got me to help pick out plants for the yard.

And then I came home, did other things, and went on the Internet.

And here I am.

Now, here are some of the pictures I've found lately.

*jealousy*

Cthulhupillar=best animal ever.

And now, to give you all happy thoughts:

Kbye!
-Xenon

I should plan these posts more.

But I'm lazy, so I won't.
Last night, I had this dream that I think is weird enough to put here. It was Easter or some similar holiday, so, naturally, everyone was putting out Halloween decorations. I was not participating in this because I was sitting in my room wearing this set of giant fake wings that looked like some unskilled person made a mold that was vaguely shaped like a pair of wings and then threw feathers at it until it was covered. One of the people (apparently, there was a crowd of people at my house) dropped a Halloween-themed cake in my lap and informed me that we were going to get pizza, so several of us got in the car and we drove down a road that did not in any way lead to a pizza place. There was a car coming toward us that was wide enough to cover both lanes, but somehow did not hit us. It later came back, which wasn't too unusual until we realized that there was an Asian guy driving it backwards. I don't know why it matters that he was Asian, but it did in the dream. And then we were suddenly at the pizza place and I was about to take the wings off because they looked ridiculous, but then I woke up.
Wasn't that *lovely*? OF COURSE IT WAS.

You know what's great? Anime is great. This ties in with nothing.


My dog is on the floor and she is breathing loudly.

If I were a bear, I would be on fire. Si j'étais un ours, je serais en feu.

I should restrict myself to posting only when I have something to say, shouldn't I?
...Nah, that's boring.

But seriously, I've run out of post material and I don't feel like making a picture post.
Auf wiedersehen!
-Xenon

Focusing? Nope.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I have both the worst and the best concentration ever. Unfortunately, its good side tends to come out when I'm doing something irrelevant to what I should be doing in order to be productive and possibly have the capacity for responsibilities later on. And then I'm in class, learning something that is vital to the rest of the course, and I'm all

I was reminded of this when I went into my room to move my dog's bed because she likes to be where the humans are. I ended up being sidetracked by the little solar plant on my windowsill (they're mechanical, they bob up and down in sunlight, and mine has a ladybug on top), which was not moving as it should. So I opened the blinds and left. The plant was all

and I didn't realize that my brain had completely failed to complete its assigned task until I say my dog's hopeful puppy face.

(She looks incredibly fat here. She isn't that big. I just failed at drawing her.)
I moved the bed then, but I was almost sidetracked again multiple times.
My point is that birds are pretty cool.

That is completely irrelevant and I should put more thought into these posts, you say? I suggest you look back at the topic of this post.

And now I've run out of things to say.
Try to survive.
-Xenon

Three posts in one day! I have too much time on my hands!

Hi again, people with amazing taste in blogs!
I was bored, so I made this truly horrible pun for your enjoyment. Enjoy!

Going to get food. Bye gaiz!
-Xenon

Get out of my attic.

Okay, I'm pretty sure that there is either a murderer, a ghost, or several animals in my attic. I was up there a while ago and heard a noise like something was moving, which I mentioned in a different post. I hadn't been up there in a while since then, but I decided to go and play my cool piano and/or derp around on the Internet. I was just starting to play after having been on the Internet for a while when I heard a rumbling noise like something was being knocked over followed by something like a dog breathing/growling/whining. This went on for a while, so I decided to leave. My cat, Duuuuuhk, noticed it too and stood on the steps for a while looking in the general direction I thought was the source of the noise. While I was trying to get him to come with me, I heard another rumbling noise, finally got the cat out of the room, and left.

I blame Twilight. I don't know why, I just do.

Fire is pretty neat!
-Xenon

Oh mah ghode I've been Stumbled.

My friend/mortal enemy is responsible for this. Also, people who are finding this blog now, it's not usually as horrible as it has been lately. I keep forgetting all of my good ideas as soon as I try to post something.
That said, here's some stuff about cats.

So I have these 5 cats, plus a couple of random alley cats, who live in or near my house. The inside one is Duuuuuhk, who I have mentioned several times as being a sweet, entertaining puffball with questionable motives. The outside ones are Peel, Smoke, Bootwo (no official spelling), and their mother, Hermione. They are all descendants of Bob, who was the most epic cat ever but disappeared a while ago. Anyway, Peel and Smoke are the only kittens who let me anywhere close to them. I can see their conflicted kitty thoughts every time I try to play with them (they enjoy chasing sticks around). If you haven't seen conflicted kitty thoughts before, they look like this:
Peel:

Smoke:

And Bootwo:

On a slightly related note, Smoke enjoys climbing trees and Peel is the only one who allows petting.

Now that that subject has been exhausted, here's an epic/creepy picture I found yesterday. Please tell me who made this so they can be my friend.

It's hot in the attic :(

Churro!
-Xenon

AND I WOULD HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH IT IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU MEDDLING KIDS

Hi! This post is completely pointless!

It's raining!
I can't think of stuff to say. :(













































LAWL.







Potato!
-Xenon

Okay, so I want to tell you people this without making a new post. I am apparently extremely impulsive and just bought a round blank puzzle on ThinkGeek. I'm excited now.

I think my being excited means that I'm much stranger than I thought.

Whatever. I'm getting a stuff.

KBYE!

Cool blogs you should look at and some other detached thoughts.

I was looking at xkcd yesterday and decided that I'd try to give the awesome person who draws it some recognition/free advertising/call it what you want.

This is the only one I'll post, because xkcd is an awesometastic site that you need to visit and there's also mouseover text that's like a bonus comic. I'm too lazy to put in a link, but I'm sure you have the strength and willpower needed to type in xkcd.com, don't you? X. K. C. D. Got it? Good job.
While you're on this quest for cool sites, I also recommend Hyperbole and a Half (CLEAN ALL THE THINGS!) and CakeWrecks (naked mohawk baby carrot jockeys). The people who make these are awesome and make this blog look like a pathetic, burned, and partially chewed pile of shame. And you know how awesome I think I am.

I was riding Jack (a horse, for you non-stalkers who don't know that) and, because he kept trying to trot, I told him that walking is for 1337s who are talented at making cake as the reverse of my standard insult towards an activity, "___ is for n00bs who can't make a cake." If you take that as your own, I will take your soul as my own. That's called being fair.

Ahmahgaaaah you gaiz teh tiem haz teh chaenging sawce!


Chewy things.
-Xenon

Farm trip+random pictures+stupidity=this post.

Doodle Buddy stamps are creepy. I would have switched my drawing app, but the cool one I want costs 55 more cents than I had when I tried to buy it. :(
So. This weekend, I went to the farm (meeting place for nerdy cousins) and experienced approximately a crap ton of awesomeness because my family is cool. Everyone is reading/watching Death Note, so we discussed stuff like using the Death Note to kill the Death Note, Cthulhu picking it up, L being all of the characters, Light crossing the line with spoiler spoiler spoiler, and, unrelatedly, frogs. And swords. And other things. We also visited the horses (Bobo and Skipper) and donkey (Cave Johnson) and rode the mule (the motorized variety, not an animal) around everywhere and explored the creek. It was pretty awesomesaucempossumflossem. You know you're jealous of my family.

I found some cool pictures to show you!
They're mostly from Memebase or related sites.

Best. Poem. Ever. This competes with Hiei's
I killed a man once.
He had a wife and two kids.
I slept peacefully.
(YYH Abridged. Look it up.)

GIVE.

I saw this a long time ago. This is pretty much my sense of humor.

WHEATLEY. And the corrupted cores. Which would be a cool band name.

SNAAAAAAAAAAAPE.

I don't post many HP pictures here, but I am a giant Potterhead. Sorcerer's Stone was among the first real books I read, and I went to the book parties for the Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows. No movie premieres, but I did enjoy all of them. Not as much as the books, but still. Snape is a great character, and I distinctly remember hating him at first, doubting my hatred, hating him again after the sixth, and then loving him in the last book. Beautiful art.


So, on that note, I have run out of things to say. Take care, comrades. Don't die while I'm gone.
TEH DOOMSAWCE.
-Xenon

EVERYONE I KNOW IS HYPER TODAY!!

Maybe it's the Firday making everyone insane, but all of my friends were being insane all day today. I was too, but that's not worth noting because I'm always slightly insane. Insane, insane, insane.
Two of my friends and I were talking about how the coolest things ever were air, explosions, and trees, and then sheep were added in somewhere and my point is that people have been weird lately. Not that they ever aren't.

I'm pretty sure there's a murderer in my attic. I was sitting up there today, playing my new(ish) electric piano and being an awesome musician, and I saw something move out of the corner of my eye and heard a noise that a murderer would make if he/she were trying to hide.

(I am a pro at drawing pianos.)
But when I looked up, there was nothing there.

I played Still Alive once, hoping they'd get the message, and then decided that downstairs was not where the murderer was and I should be there. As I was walking towards the exit of my room (which I haven't used in years as it's under construction but still call my room), I heard something move right next to me and left instead of investigating. I didn't know where the crowbar was, so it was the best decision.

They still haven't come downstairs.

Also, my cat has this irritating habit of coming inside, meowing loudly, and being let back outside to repeat the cycle. Being my spontaneously dramatic self, this is what I did instead of letting him out like a normal person:

He'll be wanting in in about 5 minutes. Or now. One of the two.

I was going to say something, but I forgot. I finished another book today. It was good, but now I have one less book to read in my spare time.

I'm probably getting boring right about now. Peace. Fire. Peaceful fires.
I have no idea what I'm talking about.
-Xenon