My pet pinata Roger:

As Frog[in Pegleg obvi]:

And Roger as me:

Yah that’s Roger.

Last night Ariel and I had a sleepover. We threw water balloons out my window. It was pretty great. Took lots of pictures.

Didn’t go to class today because I spent all morning puking. Ugh.

I still have a tub full of water balloons and have no idea what to do about that.

Also interesting article here - Can Feminism and Porn Coexist? Good article except it’s information on gonzo porn is a bit wrong..

I made Easter Eggs the other day! I’m so wholesome.

Fungi is still in love with me.

Chris woke up to me and Fungi playing and watching Fern Gully.

Full set on flickr[18+ but it’s art ;)]

More here 

IT TOOK ME FUCKING TEN MINUTES TO DO THIS FUCK:

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This is a picture of a book stuck in my ass I took ten minutes ago:

I’d tell you about last night but I don’t remember much. So in the comments could you please tell me what happened last night.

I may of made out with a tranny - just want confirm/deny on this.

Also crawled under the gates of Home Sweet Home, this is confirmed.

“This is why you white girls always be in the news”

• I spent the morning of the 24 puking for about eight hours straight due to food poisoning. Family came over for dinner and I almost passed out during desert. Awesome!
• My mother gave me a coffee maker. I do not drink coffee[avid tea drinker] but she brought it so that when she comes to my apartment she can drink coffee. Apparently the thing of instant coffee I keep around isn’t good enough. It’s kind of hilarious in  a way I suppose..
• On the other hand I got some ill gifts - a shit ton of nozzles for spray painting from my brother and a le tigre dress I had my eye on and told my mother. The way that thing hugs my body without being revealing - dammmmn girl.
• And my gifts were well loved - I brought my mom an assortment of nice lotions that she would probably kill me if she knew how much I spent on them. Only the best of the best for Mommy though!
• Also Pee Wee Herman - no wonder I’m so fucking gay. GAY GAY GAY. I’m sorry. I’m just loving the word Gay lately. You know what todays secret word of the day is? GAY. You know what you do when I say GAY. SCREAM. GAY AHHHHHH.
• I want to smuggle my parents cat Tippy home because he is so overweight and awesome but every time they catch me bagging him they yell at me. But seriously he’s just like a giant cuddle monster pillow.

I mean really
HOW COULD THAT NOT MAKE YOU HAPPY
Just cont on with it via YouTube - the WHOLE christmas special is there!
Yay!

B B S checking in heeeeerrrrrreeeeee.

I’m a really big Kavinsky mood tonight…no idea why.

About to head to M @ Darkroom for the first time ever - I don’t ussually go out on Mondays but I’m missing my new boyfriend too much that I’m going to go there for an hour or so just to see my beautiful wolf and melt with him.

We’ve been spending our time teaching me to skateboard - see my awesome first bruise! and cuddling lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots.

I’ve also been really productive lately despite being a bit deppressed - having Wolf around defintely helps. I’m getting a lot done and writing kick ass papers and making dope art and by the way half my studio in my apartment looks like this:

Yea it’s insane….it’s really just a lot of spray paint and a tank and a graffiti and some canvases that are JUST getting started on….. oh and while I was blinging out my cats litter box I super glued my fingers together. I called Lloyd and he helped me out once I convinced him I wasn’t joking. Oh and saturday got even crazyier when I got wasted and accidentally had Graffiti party and tagged almost my whole apartment with my friend and his friend. OPPS. Like out of my mind.

I’m contemplating calling someone out via my blog. Hm.  Well see. Lets just say I don’t get this whole fucking scene queen fake ass hypocritcal bullshit about girls who pose nude and her boyfriend hitting on me explcitly as well and saying he was coming over to basically fuck me.  At least at the end of the day I’m genuine good person who has real friends. Not a millon myspace ones. At least I can rely on more than my looks and theft and manipulation to get by in life. It just hurts me to see one of my best friends being fucked over. so. bad.

/end rant. Sorry.

Nerd Girl X is launching in a few days - I’ve know Oly and Liom a long time so I’m REALLY excited about this!!!! I’m even getting a new gloomy bear to celebrate.

 Drinking water and OJ like it’s going outa style - think I might be getting sick..or working 2 hard!

PS I added on my myspace blog a page where you can copy and paste the HTML for my PORN banners! Click here if interested!  I always appreciate the support from fans <3. If anyone wants to make me some babysinead.com banners that’d be dope - I so suck at graphic design…

crazy blinking images by wolf cause he’s amazing

loves

Handwritten on the jacket of a journal[black for use with gel pens]:

“Happy 13th Sinead! We hope you like this book. You’ll be famous someday! So do it up right! Love ya, ‘Family members‘“

I’ve written in diaries and journals - online and old school since I was eight years old. I remember writing quite frequently about my neighbor whom I was convinced killed people[trust me it wouldn’t of been that surprising in my neighborhood] at nine. And shit I was all over greatest journal and than live journal in high school.

My parents are moving and thus trying to get rid of any stuff I have at their house. They recently dropped off a load of my yearbooks, cds, artwork and diaries. Been going through it. Shaking my head at the awful demo cds from local bands and laughing at how Plain White Tees hit it big. For some weird reason I kept my Marine Biology Journal from science. I must of been real proud of my manatee research at the time. I just found my original Living in America CD - I remember no one in Mahopac knew about the Sounds and I fucking loved them. I come to NYC and everyone does. Fuck man - I’m so nostalgic right now I’m listening to Saves the Day. Don’t hate. Don’t hate.

Looking back at my art work…I was a weird fucking kid. I mean people think I’m a little weird now but I’ve softened up a bit. I just found a half drawing half collage involving a elderly man praying over his sick wife while she holds a gun. I think this is why kids shouldn’t listen to hardcore. Also the Unicorn painting was pretty weird too. You can’t tell in the picture but in real life the jelly drip is 3D.

Getting back where I started though my diaries are pretty interesting. I wrote about wanting to get laid and getting laid in a way that makes me realize I’m just as horny now as I was the day my mom walked in Joes dick in me. Or that time when I let my girlfriend video tap my boy and I fucking and than giggled as she showed our friends in art class. I had a pretty rough time in high school minus the fun I had getting laid and smoking mad weed. I wasn’t well liked[I got in trouble for being a lesbian and was warned that I needed to overt my glances at a girl….bitch wasn’t even my type], and had something a bit rougher than your normal teen angst.

Anyways some of my diary entries are interesting and I think I might start posting them. At the very least they’re better than the shit book ‘Dear Diary.‘ I also think I should post the awfully wonderfully melodramatic mix I made in high school with my pal Kevin called ‘Songs for Suicidal Tendancies Vol. 1.’ I belive there is a second.