Another Foster journey, another ginger.

Sorting my T-shirts for summer. Chicken, the ginger menace, cares not.

I’ve just finished taking my last exam, ever!
That's it.
I'll finally have my EdD (doctorate of education)
Next step is Thesis.
But dammit if I'm not gonna call myself The Doctor.
All need is a catchy theme song, a fancy outfit, and maybe do a ridiculous amount of running.

Update:

It has been 6 days. I am beginning to think I will never see my beloved bananas again.
Woe, woe and thrice woe, where the fuck are my bananas

I have lost a bunch of bananas, somewhere between my car, and my kitchen. No trace.
How. The. Fuck.

Saying that you don’t support anyone with homophobic/transphobic ideals except that one artist because you love their art, isn’t your exception, it’s your line. The one you’ve decided it’s ok to cross. You’re not an ally, you’re an obstacle.

Wake the fuck up

And yet … he takes better selfies than me

Sir, that is MY jade roller. It does NOT belong to the freeloading ginger, no matter what he says.

When your friend tricks you into reading the Percy Jackson books, by telling you “There’s only 5 books to read, and you probably won’t get addicted anyway, you’re way too strong for that”
HE FUCKING LIES!
ABOUT EVERYTHING!

I’m an Aussie trying pumpkin spice for the first time. I plan on enjoying the heck out of it.
Judge me not, lest ye get a foot up the bloody bum, I mean it.

Every time I try and watch Star Trek, my cat does this.
Every. Time.
So my question is, is it Patrick Stewart’s voice that’s stealing my cats love? Or Johnathan Frakes?
My money is on Frakes. He seems like the type.

I hope your weekend is golden, and gay. Like me! 💖🏳️‍🌈

I keep my fucking promises