Starting July 1st off with a vuvuzela in your face!

After nearly 2 years hibernating, a false start (back in November 2011), and unconsciously mulling over my thoughts, I'm ready to face document the real accounts of the real world. Soon.

Spoiler alert? There's going to be a makeover and everything.

Everything.

And it's going to be crazy....

Courtesy of a free spirited human on Imgur

September 2013 folks!

Until then, you can join the immortal pandahood on Facebook.

It's True

I'm just going to go right out there and say it.
I DON'T APPRECIATE YOU PASSING JUDGEMENT...but, yes.

I have been hibernating.

I know. You know me. And I know you're thinking to yourself, "Oh but he's a panda....pandas don't hibernate. Oh, but I swear if he were a brown bear, now...."

Well! You can just stop thinking that because pandas DO hibernate. There are different forms of hibernation. Like constant relaxation...Oh, I know what you're thinking now..."by constant relaxation does he mean laziness?"

Well by laziness do I mean I was in a coma?
Absolutely not!

Constant relaxation is precisely what it was. It was absolutely vital for my poor little panda eyes to take a break from the computer screen. I am recovering from college.

Anyways now I'm back.

Well folks, I apologize. I really do apologize. I just said a whole lot of nothing up there. And I don't have a picture for today.

Well, fine. Here. A self-portrait I made last year. On academic parchment.

Re: Whatchu Talkin' 'bout Willis?!

I recently received a message asking me how I could spend my entire life simply sleeping.

Well, let me tell you Mr.Muffin Man! There's no such thing as "simply" sleeping.

Finding your optimal sleeping position is a great challenge. I repeat. This is no easy feat.
Hehe, that rhymes!

I think it's important to note here how well I match the bedding.
Yes, I manage to be fashionable even while I sleep.

Anyways, no one just "flops" onto their bed. In this day and age, we're all insomniacs.

And at the end of the day, your best bed may sometimes be the one right next to it.

The floor.

Here's to a new week filled with sleep! 

Aaaaaaaaaaand hello.

After much confusion and chaos about my whereabouts, I decided the most responsible thing to do is to at least address the public.

Some of you thought I was dead.
Many of you thought I ran away to an Amish community living near the world's largest ball of twine.
Most of you thought I was attacked by Gypsies who used black magic to turn me into this purple monkey shown here:

The reality of the situation is:
The college girl is no longer a college girl (for now). She has some sort of working arrangement, and so I will hereon refer to her as "the girl" (without the quotation marks).

As for me (most importantly), I have been placed to sleep in a rather large bed, and wander through a rather large dwelling. Yes, this is the same location in which I spent my spring break. Essentially, I am devising a plan to unlock the secrets of this new "home"....I will not be caught unprepared in case the parents of the girl decide that she is no longer worthy of this vast, and severely comfortable bed.

HAVE I BEEN SKEPTICAL FOR THE PAST MONTH?
.....mildly. But I am cute, and so if anything, I think, I (Miso the immortal panda), will be allowed permanent residency.

What do you mean we weren't "just playing" cardboard houses?

Someone is taking my bed?

I'm going where??

You mean we're NOT moving to a box in the living room??

....the college girl got a what???

But happy bunny said....

Cardboard Box: The Home Edition

I'm in a box! Ooooooooooooh! Am I totally scary right now? Can I successfully scare the pants off a cat?

Do you think I'm random?

Well maybe YOU try living in this thing.

Yes. I'm STILL trying to get comfortable here!

And despite what she says, I have sooo NOT been sleeping on a big comfy bed...definitely sleeping in the box. 

Yup......in the box...all day and all night...reading and stuff......practicing my "struggling panda fresh out of college" gig.......gearing up for the real world...that's me!

Oh! Well hello there!

Just little responsible me......becoming friends...with the box. 

The Box: Day 2

In the midst of this new living situation, I have decided to review some basic economics.

Apparently, if I find an ocean of money I can be gangster and acquire a funny little hat. 

Grandmother always did say that the funny little hat is key to your social status. 

Then again, Grandmother was British. 

Oh the subtleties of the rich and the sophisticated....the college girl may never come to know.