She is practically my twitter.
So I will share with the Tumblrverse instead also, that I peer put behind things a lot. Exhibit A, new avatar thingy!
And now I am off to make the most amazing pizza that ever existed. Now, you just sit there and enjoy those monotonous insights into my life..
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Been a bit quiet recently due to the final few bits of Uni work, but that is all going to change this Friday as I am making 300 cupcakes for Upfest street art festival in Bristol this weekend!
Looks set to be absolutely incredible, so if you happen to be in the area then come find me/ have a look at the art :D
Just on the off-chance any of my followers are from Bristol or thereabouts…
Shout out to girls who don’t mind being called dude and man casually
shout out to boys who don’t mind being called guuurrl
shout out to humans who don’t mind being called dawg
shout out to dogs who will let you call them anything so long as you say it in a happy, friendly tone.
Shout out to Guinea Pigs which are neither pigs nor from Guinea.
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One of the most spectacular #lightning strikes we have ever seen. This photo was taken near the South Rim of the Grand Canyon.
Photo: Travis Roe
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Hyperbole and a Half posted again, and everyone needs to read it because:
- If you are depressed, it will resonate with you like whoa.
- If you are not depressed, it will clarify some stereotypes about depression that need to be said. An explanation like this has been needed for a LONG time.
- If you know someone who is depressed, you’ll be better at interacting with them after reading this.
Depression is not fun.
Depression is incredibly un-fun.
And that moment of realisation that you don’t want to be alive (described in the post) is absolutely f*cking horrific and I sincerely hope no one reading this ever experiences it.
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HIV cupcakes
Today I finally saw the end of a horrifically complicated thesis on HIV, so I made these to celebrate!
What I lack in understanding of HIV I make up for in ability to make awesome cakes.
But they didn’t think to tell us that on the label so I spent 2 days convinced I had developed an allergy to salad, too.
Ice, poison, and leadership. With a dash of the 50s.
14KGold is made of intelligence, lemon, and sunlight. With a dash of Apocalypse.
Fucking Apocalypse…
theinfp is made of crepes, lions, and Technology. With a dash of Mother Russia
I am Natasha Romanov.
Budgie is made of Trance, iron, and bewilderment. With a dash of Billy Mays.
THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL PERFECTION
“soup, flowers, and desperation” i don’t want to freak you guys out but i think the creator of this randomizer has a video feed into my house
ivoryandwire is made of bananas, stones, and rivalry. With a dash of Muppets.
This is the most accurate summary possible.
tea, erasers, and Mother Nature. With a dash of T-Rex.
…I feel like I could write a song about myself!
Vicki is made of laughs, coffee, and sunlight. With a dash of Snoopy.
Wasn’t going to re-blog, but after the answer I deem it necessary.
Kitty cats, hyper and dreams, with a dash of monster trucks.
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