Mia
@latenightrainyday.bsky.social
Silly goose and geriatric millennial in Chicago who enjoys reading, writing, RPGs, baking, and naps. She/her.
Currently reading: Pigeons by Andrew D. Blechman
Currently reading: Pigeons by Andrew D. Blechman
Worst. Crème brûlée. Ever.
February 6, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Worst. Crème brûlée. Ever.
“Move to Chicago,” I said. “Nothing a good coat can’t fix,” I said.
January 20, 2025 at 4:47 AM
“Move to Chicago,” I said. “Nothing a good coat can’t fix,” I said.
I have chosen to celebrate the end of the precious liminal space between Christmas and New Year’s by having the last of the pumpkin pie for breakfast.
G’bye, 2024. By all means, let the door hit you on the way out.
G’bye, 2024. By all means, let the door hit you on the way out.
December 31, 2024 at 2:24 PM
I have chosen to celebrate the end of the precious liminal space between Christmas and New Year’s by having the last of the pumpkin pie for breakfast.
G’bye, 2024. By all means, let the door hit you on the way out.
G’bye, 2024. By all means, let the door hit you on the way out.
Currently on my first read through of the #StormlightArchive. This is how I think the Kholin cousin punnet square has shaken out, as of the beginning of Oathbringer.
December 2, 2024 at 4:31 PM
Currently on my first read through of the #StormlightArchive. This is how I think the Kholin cousin punnet square has shaken out, as of the beginning of Oathbringer.
Idk if Bluesky is a place for hot takes, but I’d like to start by saying that homemade cranberry sauce beats your ridged red jello every time.
November 26, 2024 at 2:09 AM
Idk if Bluesky is a place for hot takes, but I’d like to start by saying that homemade cranberry sauce beats your ridged red jello every time.