tumblr.

hey.

want to waste some time?

you should check out my tumblr page.


tiger-bomb.tumblr.com


i tend to reblog things that i find beautiful.
(landscapes, skyscapes, dancers, minerals, anatomy, et cetera)

or things that make me laugh.

or pertain to my nerdiness.




...so if you're interested in those things,

check it out!

BACK IN BIDNESS

or at least i hope so.

i want to blog more.  and be cool like that.

i haven't been able to 

because

i'm an idiot and i dumped sparkling cider all over my computer.



BUT!

I HAVE A COMPUTADORA AGAIN!!

so i'll get back in the swing of things

in no time!!


...i hope.

hair.

i love to dye my hair.

it all started when i realized that my natural color

is not very pretty.

in fact, i like to refer to it as

the color of a rat.

and when it comes to my hair, 

i get bored pretty quickly.

so i change it up as much as i can.

here is a small collection of photos

displaying my different cuts and colors.

in mostly chronological order.

which do you like best?

funny people.

i surround myself


with hilarious people.


proof:






"life is a river.  and sometimes, a royal b-slap comes floating down that river." -- chris.


daniel: "hey, how come we never get reggie [the dog] any presents for christmas?"
dad: "because he doesn't believe in God."


"do you think you could suck on someone's eye socket so hard that it pops their eye out?" -- chris.


"well, i suppose mickey mouse IS bald..." -- jan.


liz: "i haven't been kissed in...wow, over a year."
ashley: "we need to find you a chew toy."


"utero.  that's a good bad guy name.  and his special power is that he spits afterbirth at you." -- chris.


"nothing like a creepy guy to drive you back to the one you didn't appreciate before."  -- melia.


"when i grow up, i want to be a freelance bikini waxer." -- chris.


ben: "you brought a tuxedo?"
corbett: "of course i did.  what do you think i am, a farmer?"


"i concussed a goose.  they woke me up during surgery and were like, "we need to see how hard you can hit" and they gave me a goose." -- chris


"eh.  it's not my cup of steeze." -- ben.


"40 bucks??  that won't even pay for one firework at my funeral!!" -- braxton.


jordan: "i gotta pee."
jon: "go pee your heart out!"
jordan: "ugh, that would be worse than a kidney stone."
chris: "nope.  hearts are more malleable."


"don't kill the bug!  it could die if you kill it!!" -- a first grader i worked with once.


corbett: "i'm gonna shave your face with this lighter."
ben: "i've done that!"


"braxton's mom knows the patronus spell, and she can chase away dementors!  her patronus is a slowpoke.  or maybe a dewgong.  DEWGONG.  ICE BEAM." -- chris.


"did you know that if you plant a turd, you'll grow a papaya tree?" -- lindsay.


kyle: "i want some almond milk."
liz: "how do you milk an almond??"
corbett: "what, like you've never milked an almond?"


"am i the only one that has a moltres in their wallet?" -- ben.


"ps: you guys haven't given me any money lately.  this friendship is going nowhere." -- chris.


"when i was little, i thought your bosom was your butt.  so i always got really confused when the scriptures said you get a burning in your bosom." -- brenna.


jon: "liz, i could never marry you."
liz: "what??  i would be a ballin' wife, you know that!!"
rob: "a bawling wife?"


"look, i'm a sexy gargoyle!" -- jon.


liz: "how the heck did this movie earn a sequel?"
chris: "it probably ends in a sea of boobs.  that's the only explanation."


"this road is bumpy.  like an asteroid field." -- corbett.


"there are two kinds of people in this world.  those who see alan rickman and think, 'snape'!  and those who look at him and think, 'hans gruber'!  i prefer the second type." -- braxton.


"kiss my ring.  not the ring on my hand, you are not worthy.  kiss my toe ring." -- chris.


kyle: "how did mary poppins get her powers?"
corbett: "she was a prostitute that had relations with a wizard."


"when in doubt, be a champ; like me." -- brenna.


liz: "a tickle tickle tickle!"
chris: "a slappy slappy slap!"


"stop it, or you won't get your birthday!!" -- a first grader i worked with once.


liz: "you're full of crap!"
lindsay: "everyone is full of crap."
chris: "not me.  i clear my colon every hour."


"there's a creature in my hot fudge!!  i have to blog about this..." -- lindsay.


"my humor is like a fine wine.  people have been known to get drunk on my jokes." -- chris.


liz: "oh no!  reggie [the dog] just kicked over the pile of folded clothes!"
dad: "tattletale."


"you can't spell turd without u." -- chris.


"i think we should start a secret society where if anyone says elmo, we punch them in the kidneys super hard." -- braxton.


liz: "you guys can't say that brad pitt is sexy!  you're all straight!!"
chris: "as in, i'm headed straight for the next boy i see!"


liz: "i wonder why mulan climbed out of her blankets when she was wearing that bandage.  such a bad idea."
lindsay: "shang, i have two good reasons for you to send me home."


"i don't have enough middle fingers to tell you exactly how that made me feel." -- rhonda-lady.


"is that guy naked or is he just wearing khaki colored everything?" -- chris


"liz, i don't know how you're going to write everything funny that i say on your blog.  i'm like...a witbox.  i'm a box of wit." -- kyle.








i can pretty much guarantee that more will follow.


my friends and my family are stinking funny.


obviously.

reminder.

i'm changing my blog url tomorrow.




be sure to follow the new one.


if you're interested.




dropthetigerbomb.blogspot.com

MOAR obsessions.

i quite like earrings.

...okay, fine.








i'm obsessed.

i counted all my earrings the other day.

i have 109 pairs.

ONE HUNDRED AND NINE.










i may have a problem.

hey kids.

i'm changing my blog url to something less dumb.

so get ready to stop following 

expressingherself.blogspot.com

a week from now, 

my blog shall be reached at

dropthetigerbomb.blogspot.com.

please take note of this

if you want to continue to join me in my insanity.

general conference, day 2.

the second batch


of my conference drawings.

general conference, day 1.

every general conference,


I draw pictures of the speakers


without looking at what I'm drawing.




it started out as a funny little exercise 


to keep me conscious.


and now, it's a tradition.


here are the drawings of the day.


(please note: I adore every last one of these men and am in no way trying to make fun of them.)

hare krishna.

i went to the festival of colors today.  

it was fun.  

:)