New growth on my zamioculcas zamiifolia. The leaves will turn black soon (I swear that’s what they’re supposed to do).
These crab cakes gave me food poisoning, but—NGL—kinda worth it.
A new patch on my jacket that slightly stretches the truth . I do know HTML—I learned it to code my tumblr blog.
Chickpea and her jagged little teeth, currently in Seal Mode.
Blind Date with a Book at work! I figured out how to make barcodes scannable to our system—making this project infinitely easier this year.
A trio of strawberry ghosts.
I mixed a face mask of bentonite clay and distilled water, and it dried down so tightly, it forced my eyes open.
I am not immune to the allure of a gashapon machine at the dollar store.
A strawberry shortcake cream frappe from my wife—because I don’t have the palate for coffee.
I’ve been curbing my supermarket overstimulation by using my concert earplugs. They work; it muffles the noise, and if I stick close enough to her, I can hear my wife asking me we should try a weird snack.
My wife accompanied me to get my latest tattoo—and paid for it! <3 Happy Valentine’s Day to me!
I sent this picture with the message: “why is she bathed in a heavenly light?”
My mom’s perfectly decorated hands swaddling her parrotlet, Sky—who recently laid a series of unfertilized eggs.
Earring documentation: I’ve had the cherub hoops since I was a single-digit age. I recently cleaned up the cherubs, which were nearly black from oxidization.
My wife & I created a perfume sample experiment to figure out what notes work best with whose pheromones. Results currently inconclusive.
Our household is absolutely obsessed with our littlebabygirldog.
My soul! Kind of! I could paint the vague imagery for years and never truly capture it. I might try, though.
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