psn: gayascaesar
college dropout and really going thru it
aes blog is @darknesstoo
oc blog is @holy-slushies
I just. Fucking love. Dragon Age 2. It sucks so bad and it has me by the dick and by the heart. Picked this game with my pussy. It's about Direct Action and Murder and Game Night With the Lads (gender neutral) and looking hot and gross on a Tuesday night. It's about being an unhinged fruit. You get to blow up a fascist-sympathizer bishop.
The use of difficulty ratings (easy/medium/hard) rather than levels of firmness (soft/firm/hard) to describe egg yolk viscosity implies the existence of higher difficulties such as "eggs over-legendary" and perhaps even "eggs over-nightmare"
Used to play eggs in ranked competitive (cooking in a breakfast spot), and I can tell you Ive see some fucked up ass eggs
Had a guy once order ‘eggs over easy hard’, had no idea what the fuck he was talking about but I did my best. Sent back a plate twice, apparently was giving the poor server shit the whole time, before I personally brought the next one out, and towered over dude while he tried them. Didnt say a word.
Other staff and I came to the conclusion that his wife probably cooks them a certain way at home and he’s used to that, but there was no need to treat the lesbian MILF serving him poorly because of that. Having the chef come out to greet you is generally a good thing, but if one of the line cooks come out to stare you down, you probably fucked up.
the thing is there are quite a few places i'd love to visit internationally, but there is nothing more shameful than being an american tourist in a foreign country. it's like being a customer at all times
I’m really enamored with the dynamic of two characters who work perfectly in tandem, like pacific rim drift compatible level, but they don’t like each other. It’s not even as strong an emotion as hate it’s just a very neutral-negative dislike, but they still act in perfect concert and their individual abilities are fully complementary
Just went to the grocery store and it is very close to midnight and so everybody there was pretty scrungy and tired and maybe whacked out, buying shit like cocoa puffs and cake (I was buying candy and ice cream so no judgement) and people were looking at me weird and I only realized until after I got home that I am like fully made up in a nice outfit and was very smiley and giggly bc I was listening to funny podcast and probably appeared to them completely out of touch with the reality of the situation I existed within
snapshots of my life
Honestly I think this image
holds true for more of my life than I would like to admit lol
slapping modeling clay around blindly without thought or purpose, i look down and find a perfectly sculpted replica of myself seated at a table with a lump of modeling clay before me, similarly shaped into a still smaller instance of the same scene. and i am afraid to look up
whenever someone is like weirdly hostile or needlessly rude to me online i just attribute it to the fact that theyre obviously just an alt account of the one person i cant stand. this isnt true but it means no haters exist in my eyes
That damn whale is sending me anon hate. Let’s kill it girls!
