I just did the classic "cut some hot peppers, get distracted, touch your eyes, and cry" maneuver which is always a blast. I love feeling like the gates of hell have opened in my irises

Getting a little high and manically cleaning your house while blasting early 2000s pop punk just hits different idk what else to say

Another office day, another night of fighting the urge to stay up too late to reclaim the time I lost.

As a certified mega-fan of Charmed and a recent viewer of the 1996 cult classic The Craft. I will consider any comparisons of the two unforgivable

Halloween time movies watched this year so far - Beetlejuice & Young Frankenstein. And it's already the 5th! I gotta pump those numbers up.
Anyway, my German brain kept reading Betelgeuse (as it's spelled in the movie for some reason) as Be-tell - goy-ze 😆

Saw Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory for the first time last night and I am convinced Willy Wonka is a prisoner of the oompa loopmas in that movie

So I picked up what I thought was an absinthe flavored and heavily food colored mead from a middle ages market (from a mead vendor). Last night, I learned at the first sip that it was in fact JUST ABSINTHE. 70% Alc, not 70 proof. 70%!?! (It was good though)

Painting my nails before flying really keeps old white dudes who otherwise would love to talk my ear off from chatting me up or even sitting near me. I love it!