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May 23 2018

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a msg to u from the dog that finally learned how to give me the dang ball

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so one of the irish terms for depression is “an mór-bhrón” which directly translates to “the big sad” and that right there is the mood of this fine winter lads


Kino: Why are people so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I would be excited just to have a bunk bed.




Yeo One:

Shinwon: I’m gonna tell him.

Hongseok: Don’t you dare.


Screaming Internally: Capricorn, Taurus, Pisces, Libra

Screaming Externally: Aries, Leo, Cancer, Scorpio

Screaming Eternally: Virgo, Gemini, Aquarius, Sagittarius

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Who to go to for….

Movie recs: Libra, Leo, Aquarius

Music recs: Pisces, Cancer, Scorpio

Restaurant recs: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn

Travel Location recs: Gemini, Sagittarius, Aries

May 22 2018








fucked up how cooking and baking from scratch is viewed as a luxury…..like baking a loaf of bread or whatever is seen as something that only people with money/time can do. I’m not sure why capitalism decided to sell us the idea that we can’t make our own damn food bc it’s a special expensive thing that’s exclusive to wealthy retirees but it’s stupid as hell and it makes me angry

bread takes like max 4 ingredients counting water and sure it takes a couple hours but 80% of that is just waiting around while it does the thing and you can do other things while it’s rising/baking plus im not gonna say baking cured my depression bc it didn’t but man is it hard to feel down when you’re eating slices of fresh bread you just made yourself. feels like everything’s gonna be a little more ok than you thought. it’s good.

bread is amazing and it’s also been sold to us as something really hard to make? Every time I tell someone I made a loaf of bread I get reactions like “you made it yourself???” and “do you have a bread machine then?”
I haven’t touched a bread machine in probably 10 years.
You CAN make your own bread, folks, and it’s actually pretty cheap to do so. I believe the most expensive thing I needed for it was the jar of yeast. It was about $6 at the grocery store and lasted me MONTHS (just keep it in the fridge.) The packets are even cheaper.
destroy capitalism. bake your own bread.

You can also make your own yeast by making a sourdough starter, so that cuts cost even more.

But you have to feed the starter daily/weekly and that means it grows quickly, but there are tons of recipes online for what to do with your excess starter. Cookies, pretzels, crackers, pancakes, waffles, you name it!!

Here’s a link to The Home Baking Association’s site. It has recipes and tips.

Make it even easier - “No-Knead Bread”. All YOU do is mix the ingredients together and wait until it’s time to heat the oven. The yeast does all the rest.

Here’s @dduane​’s first take on it and the finished product. We’ve made even more photogenic batches since.


Kneading is easy as well; either let your machine do it, or if you don’t want to or don’t have one, get hands-on. It’s like mixing two colours of Plasticine to make a third. Flatten, stretch, fold, half-turn, repeat - it takes about 10 minutes - until the gloopy conglomeration of flour, yeast, salt and water that clings to your hands at the beginning, becomes a compact ball that doesn’t stick to things and feels silky-smooth.

Here’s what before and after look like.


My Mum used to say that if you were feeling out of sorts with someone, it was good to make bread because you could transfer your annoyance into kneading the dough REALLY WELL, and both you and the bread would be better for it.

Then you put it into a bowl, cover it with cling-film and let it rise until it doubles in size, turn it out and “knock it back” (more kneading, until it’s getting back to the size it started, this means there won’t be huge “is something living in here?” holes in the bread), put it into your loaf-tin or whatever - we’ve used a regular oblong tin, a rectangular Pullman tin with a lid, a small glass casserole, an earthenware chicken roaster…

You can even use a clean terracotta flowerpot.


Let the dough rise again until it’s high enough to look like an unbaked but otherwise real loaf, then pop it in the preheated oven. On average we give ours 180°C / 355°F for 45-50 minutes. YM (and oven) MV.

Here’s some of our bread…


Here’s our default bread recipe - it takes about 3-4 hours from flour jar to cutting board depending on climate (warmer is faster) most of which is rise time and baking; hands-on mixing, kneading and knocking-back is about 20 minutes, tops, and less if using a mixer.

Here ( or indeed any of the other pics) is the finished product. This one was given an egg-wash to make it look glossy and keep the poppy-seeds in place; mostly we don’t bother with that or the slash down the middle, but all the extras were intentional as a “ready for my close-up” glamour shot.


I think any shop would be happy to have something this good-looking on their shelf. We’re happy to have it on our table.

Even if your first attempts don’t work out quite as well as you hope, you can always make something like this


can we have more posts like this in future please? this is really useful and could help those who are struggling



An action being “punishable by a fine” basically means “legal for rich people”.

Oh wow. That’s…





honestly? im done with the lies. being little spoon fuckign sucks okay? it really does. its hot and sweaty and cramped and you better believe that arm wrapped around you is gunna go from “acceptable foreign weight” to “there is a literal blue whale colony collapsed atop you” in about 2 minutes flat. yall forreal want a FLESH BLANKET encasing you??? a goddamn slab prison of human skin and Person Tissue draped across your corporeal form??? find a God and grovel for redemption.

being big spoon though? divine. precious. it grants the sensation of being a benevolent egg white, swaddled loosely within your blanket shell as you in turn cradle the precious yolk within your grasp. you are a sublime deity of warmth and comfort, one who may bestow your blessing on any mortal you deem fit. an unparalleled joy to perform.

and you can grab a tit ty

can yall please stop reblogging this post i made after eating three entire packages of marshmallow peeps washed down with a near-deadly amount of nyquil 

Just say you’re a top and move on OP






that one extremely homoerotic painting of a babylonian man listening to a babylonian twink playing babylonian harp. that one


Isn’t that David and Saul? 

“The Bible tells us that David played for Saul in order to calm the latter’s “evil spirits”, but it would be difficult to view this painting - the pose, the
tender lighting, the shared gaze - without some suspicion of an implied homoerotic connection between the king and his young armor-bearer.” x

So in the book of Samuel it says that “an evil spirit of the Lord tormented” Saul and his advisers were all like, “Hey why don’t we get Jesse’s son David to come here and play for you, he’s brave and handsome and has a way with words”. And Sauls like, “yeah fine”. And so they brought David to the king’s court and whenever David would play for him the “evil spirit” would be subdued and leave the King. Now I always found this to be interesting because of two things:            

1. The “evil spirit” tormenting the king was clearly some form of depression 

2. King Saul was a gay daddy and the only solution his advisers could come up with was finding him a twink. Like “hey the King’s sad and lonely lets match him up with this hot sheperd”. So they were basically the first Grindr or Scruff.

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My parents aren’t home

You know what that means

*sits in the living room instead of sealing myself away in my room*

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East Slavs!AU

sorry but this is so fuckign funny the star wars fandom is……….highly advanced 

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‘i’m so sorry, but it’s fake love’ 

May 21 2018




look…………….. write as much shitty fic as you want. nobody can stop you. you’re learning constantly and it’s better to write hackneyed implausible ridiculousness than it is to not write at all out of fear of fucking up. you’re good

There was an experiment a professor did. I think it was pottery students. He did an experiment of “quality” vs “quantity”. One half of the class he told; you have to make as many pots as possible. Good pots, bad pots, shitty pots, whatever. The more pots you make, the higher your grade.

The other half of the class were told, “you can make only one pot”. But that pot had to be perfect. The quality had to be high; the highest quality pot would get the best mark.

But when it came to the grading, they noticed something weird.

All the best quality pots were in the ‘quantity’ group.

The guys who were literally churning out pots, trying to make as many as possible, not concentrating on the quality. But every pot they made, made them better at making pots. By the end of the month (I think it was a month) - they had some pretty awesome pots coming out, because they enjoying finding all the ways and all the things they could do to make all their pots. Where as the ‘quality’ guys had spent their time reading up on pots, and technique, and researching and planning; which was all great but they’d had no further practice at actually making pots.

The best way to get really good at something, the only way to be really good at something, is to make lots of shitty attempts at that thing several of which will fail. If all you create are perfect things then you won’t improve, because how can you improve on perfect?


“I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who had practiced one kick 10,000 times.”

-Bruce Lee


🐚 🔱 🌊  paralian questions! 🌊 🔱 🐚

sea: what is your birthstone?
angelfish: do you like museums?
waves: favorite music artist?
pearl: what is your favorite album of all time?
atlantic: what is your favorite song of all time?
blue: what is your middle name?
ocean: do you have a favorite painting?
pier: do you like to wear makeup?
seaside: dream job?
cove: do you have a special place that you go?
jellyfish: favorite designers?
shark: have you ever seen a psychic?
pacific: do you think you’ll get married?
coast: do you like staying in hotels?
sand: would you ever shave your head?
shells: do you have an idol?
tide: what is your favorite drink?
coral: do you like nicknames?
bay: do you believe in an afterlife?
palms: do you believe in magic?
starfish: are there any words that you live by?
ray: do you believe in ghosts?
lagoon: favorite mythical creature?
titan: do you like thunderstorms?
sail: do you have a favorite poem?
seagrass: do you like to write?

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