Glorious bloodbath

The second season of HBO’s Game of Thrones has just ended, and for me this is the dude to remember the season finale by. Ain’t he a handsome little fella?

The White Walkers, motherfuckers! Now we’re talking. One could take pleasure at imagining how that asshole Joffrey Lannister, after what he did to Ned Stark in season one, would piss his pants upon waking up one day and seeing this dude and his undead brethren  in his doorstep. Imagine the horde breaching the Wall and laying siege on Westeros, tearing the flesh off those warring kings, until finally reaching King’s Landing — imagine the beheadings that may occur, the fear, the chaos, the glorious Satanic slaughter, the bloodbath! Boy, don’t you wish it’s April 2013 already?

Little zombies

Got these in the mail today. Cool little zombie stickers that my good friend Annarki Manson sent me from Cebu. They came with a scribbled note that is nothing if not sweet, proof that she is as thoughtful as she is talented. Pretty too, if you’re into braids and multiple facial piercings. (Haven’t met her personally; she’s one of those awesome people I got to know through Multiply, back when Multiply was cool.)

Okay. My plan to Occupy Cebu is long overdue.