dies XCIII | maestus

Structurally speaking, I don't think this is going to work out.

dies XCII | obscurus mentionrm facere

I like to imagine an entire Teeny Little Superguy universe, where all the trees, animals, people, and so on are painted on cups. Must cause some real problems when it rains, though.

dies XCI | concidere

...and succulents are nature's...um. Succ..u...lents.

dies XC | stupidus

Flowers are nature's fireworks, HUR HUR HUR.

dies LXXXIX | arma

OH GOD GET THE SALT.

dies LXXXVIII | in errorent inducere

I think vegetarians would be much less self-righteous if fruit had cute little faces.

dies LXXXVII | vigilans

Awake, but not aware. Noooooot by a long shot.

dies LXXXVI | opera

You brought the c4? We're going in through the North wall at midnight...

dies LXXXV | oratia peregrinus

Not being able to make sense of a squiggle is easily one of my least favorite things, ever.

dies LXXXIV | inusitatus

Is it me, or do poppies have little gas burners in their middle? Maybe it's me.

dies LXXXIII | falsus

Once again, I really must protest.

dies LXXXII | dies festus

Tonight, we feast!

dies LXXXI | molestia

YOU KNOW WHAT, YES! WE ARE THERE. GET THE FUCK OUT.

dies LXXX | herbae

This is what grass has nightmares of.

dies LXXIX | manes fabula

Whooooo's got my clay haaaaaand???

dies LXXVIII | insomis

I suppose even nocturnal animals must have sleepless days.

dies LXXVII | supplicium

...looks like it was a reprieve, after all.

dies LXXVI | notio malus

Baker Baker, please bake something else.

dies LXXV | saevus

Roaming packs of wild stuffed dogs often kill for sport, rather than food.

dies LXXIV | notia falsus

I assume if a giraffe swallows its gum, it takes 7 years plus another year or whatever it takes to actually get down to the stomach, before it digests.

dies LXXIII | aptus

Their habitat wiped out by civilization, the forest creatures were forced to adopt trendy colors and hang out atop the IKEA.

dies LXXII | piger

It's somehow less work for me to figure out how to finish an entire painting using one grotty old brush than it would be for me to switch brushes.

dies LXXI | ironia

Ooh, and he only had one day 'till retirement. What a shame.

dies LXX | liberare

A rescue, or possibly just a prolonging of death. Only time will tell on this one.

dies LXIX | convivium

I don't know that I would make sushi out of any cat that has such a giant head. That can't be right.

dies LXVIII | laboriosus

It's been a long, hard day at the Crayola mines.

dies LXVII | peregrinus

As far as this little guy knows, he is on the fucking moon.

dies LXVI | puellaris

I mean, it's a good camera and all, but it seems only want to take pictures of cute boys and shoes.

dies LXV | confectio

Where was this world before we had bath products that make you smell like a natural spring, ocean spray, or swimming pool?

dies LXIV | parvus

Figure not to scale.