Hello!  I'm your shoddy li'l artist host, Pipkin!  I am perfectly (in)capable of drawing people!

This site is basically my blahblah grounds.  I have art, links to my stories, and other random crap.  Go look at the wonferdul crap of the Pipkin... though it's actually not that great... O.o  Whatever.

So... yeah!

Enjoy, I guess!

Also, there is a chatroom at the bottom of this page!  Feel free to chat with anyone who may or may not be there!  *grin*

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 Wow, look at all the visits to the site!  Note: You are hearing the midi of Billy Joel's "The Longest Time" (if you have sound on).

OK, here's where I talk about my life and you suckers are gonna listen.

2/12/05 - I found out recently that one of my close friends, Reiko, has diabetes.  She's returning to school on Monday, and I can't wait to see her and hear her beautiful voice rejoin our choir.  She's been gone this whole week, and I miss her a lot.

   I want to dedicate something to her... maybe the links page.  Yeah.  I dedicate the links page to Reiko.  She deserves it.  And she deserves lots of hugs.  Everybody hug Reiko for me!!!!

~Teh Pip

3/13/05 - Is it just me or did I make it sound like Reiko was on her deathbed or something?  Well, anyway, last week she got grounded because she forgot her OneTouch Ultra at home and is very lucky that her mom was able to bring it to school for her.  >.<  Anyways...

OK, so now I'm all pissed at Arwen (my besty-best friend).  On Friday (the eleventh), she said she'd call me as soon as her mom got off the phone.  HEY, GUESS WHAT?  She hasn't called me all weekend.  I'm showing incredible, unseen levels of self-control in me by not calling her.  I rock.  Emotional growth has taken place.  *pokes self in the head*

~Teh Pip

Whoa.  Never thought I'd have a section titled like this one, but eh.... it's true.  This is totally random.  I ACCIDENTALLY hit the "New Paragraph" button, so here we go.

2/13/05 - ROMAN IMPERIAL ARMY CRAP - So, one Roman contubernium contains eight men.  Ten contubernia make one century, eighty men.  Two centuries make one maniple, one hundred sixty men.  Six centuries (three maniples), make a cohort, four hundred eighty men.  Ten cohorts plus one hundred twenty horsemen make a legion, five thousand, two hundred forty men.  BUT that doesn't add up!  It turns out, the normal legion has nine normal cohorts, but one with only five centuries, but each century with the power of a maniple, so it's five times one hundred sixty, plus the nine times four hundred eighty.  Then the one hundred twenty horsemen.  So it's five thousand, two hundred forty men in one legion.

*dies*