Don't worry there's no sparkly vampires here, so sit down and buckle up for Amanda Sun's Ink.
Today I'm tackling a book from a much hated genre: teen paranormal romance.
Don't worry there's no sparkly vampires here, so sit down and buckle up for Amanda Sun's Ink.
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I realized in the last few months that I actually enjoyed making blog posts, despite being aware no one really reads them, so in the spirit of procrastination I've decided to revive this thing. Something I've been super into is this blog called by a lady called the Refashionista. She makes the nicest looking clothing out of stuff from second hand stores. One of my friends nicknamed me MacGyver because I hate throwing things out, but I'm hardly on the Refashionista's level but I was inspired to do a bit of refashioning myself! Sadly I couldn't submit the fruits of my labour to her site as she has a no selfie policy, but I still wanted to show off a bit! I got this little number for 2.50$ and I'm pretty sure it was hand made given the wonky seams and lack of a tag. The awful bathroom selfies don't show how boxy and awkward this dress was when I got it
The neckline was also less than flattering. I discovered a myriad of thread on the back of it; clearly having been handsewn on, so I unpicked part of it and ripped the center section off before sewing the two bottom corners of the square to make a v-neck I was pretty happy how this turned out even if I couldn't take in the waist like I'd wanted originally- I'm totally going to have to hit the thrift stores again soon!
“Can anyone be unhappy while eating cake?"
So apparently moving across the country from the backwater of nowhere to the heathen land of the french actually takes a lot of planning. Also being socially anxious is more difficult to deal with when you literally don't know a single person and have to like talk to office people and stuff. Who knew.
Either way, I return to you slightly worse-for-wear a full two months later than I had planned. So let's talk movies. So I popped awake at the crack of dawn and thought to myself ‘let’s make up a recipe today’. Well okay it was closer to nine because of the stupid bed-hog cat and it involved more lying on the floor wondering why the house was so devoid of delicious baked goods and contemplating the meaninglessness of our existence as compared to the vast, empty void of space. Or something to that effect.
Either way, I made cookies today. Sadly I was not brave enough to strike out into the wild territory of exploratory baking, but did mess around with a recipe I found and did copious research into the realm of how to make a cookie recipe using a variety of mediums. And by research I mean I used google and asked my mom some questions and also remembered some stuff from that one time I worked with a sort-of-chef/baker-dude. So today’s post comes in two parts like many good things: Part the first: LET’S DO SOME SCIENCE GUYS So this week I’m going to talk about books. A specific book, not books in general because that would be a bit much even for my rambling tendencies.
That book is Havemercy by Jadia Jones and Danielle Bennett. (A quick note; I’m going to attempt to talk in broad strokes to not give away too many spoilers, but that is only an attempt and so spoilers may be present) Fun fact before we really start; Jaida Jones co-authored the marvel known as The Shoebox Project, a multimedia Harry Potter fanfiction set during the marauder’s era. Keeping that sort of author background in mind, it isn’t surprising the “subtext” (is it really subtext when the authors all but tell you it’s canon?) and relationships are between men. I would also like to take the time to mention that I respect both of the authors and the novels they’ve written, contrary to what my opinion on Havemercy might imply. And the internet god spake unto me saying "Thou shalt not have internet for three days, peasant'. And I did not. And it sucked.
See you Sunday you internet-having people Shh it's thursday somewhere, probably. I'm certain the entire five people that read this blog were positively heartbroken to note that there was no post yesterday.
I have a very good reason for that. Well actually I have several stupid ones, all true, so you may pick which you believe was the ultimate contributor to my not posting;
Shitty picture is shitty! Sorry!
So sometimes I come back from class in rainy December longing for something cheesy and warm, but sadly know I lack in the bread necessary for grilled cheese- the king of delicious food. (I love grilled cheese more than everything because it's made up of three of my fav things; cheese, bread and butter. And you can add bacon!)
I also sometimes take a nap in slightly-less-rainy July dreaming of something cheesy and warm but burdened with the knowledge that the household lacks in actual bread as my dearest mother has gone on a Petunia Dursley-level dietary change. So what do you do? Curl up in a ball and cry about not having grilled cheese? Well, yes. But then you make Easy Peas-y Cheesy Soup |