Good Things To Eat

These amazing bits of pastry were created be Beyond Frosting

Yes, that is the sound of your mouth watering.

This is a red velvet cupcake at this little cafe Sascha took me to, and you better believe it was as delicious as it looks.

Sascha herself is quite delectable. 

Hard boiled eggs are typically not that amazing of a menu item, but the flavor is enhanced tremendously when you write silly little things on them.

Nature and Things.

This is a combo of all the little nature walks I've taken lately. I enjoyed it, so you should too.

Jenny breaking the law (typical). 

Pretty tulips between two fences.

A black cat that stalked me and later appeared in my dreams.

I picked up an application, I'm just waiting to see if I'm accepted...

A pretty house with a red door. 

Some one was desperate in their camping desires, so they settled down directly behind this trailer, never mind the fact that the entire acre was empty. 

Is this not perhaps the worst movie poster of all time? I mean really?! Drew looks like a strange plaster doll covering a head of burnt hair. And most people do not see a grandma on a poster and go "This looks like a happening movie, I should go see it." 

I guess my big problem is that I know they could have done better, especially because both women are young in the beginning, and don't look so awkwardly aged. The movie poster is an advertisement, meant to make the product look interesting and worth the eight bucks to see it, but the above picture just looks like a grocery store coming-of-age novel, where the heroines don't get it together until they're way past their prime. 

I mean they could have chosen this picture for crying out loud. I don't know how the real movie poster made it past a test audience unless the audience was a group of small furry mammals.  
Doesn't this picture sell you far more then the previous one? For starters, it's easier on the eyes, and the leads are fashionably attired, with the look of adventure on their faces, not the condescending matronly look of the old people on top. 

Really--the whole group of poster-makers must have been hermiting in a cave of used clothing and hijabs (which are cool headscarves made totally uncool by this poster), testing their graphics out on an audience of rats. Are we not disgusted?

Desperation=Inspiration

I have a little brother, Jackson, who is a delightful boy of six. The other day he wanted to make a cake. He really wanted to make a cake, but nobody would help him. He carried around a Betty Crocker cake mix for several hours begging people to help him, but no one could spare the time. So he took matters into his own hands. He opened the mix up, found a bowl, and "read" the instructions. There was a picture of three eggs on the back so he put in three eggs. He saw a picture of liquid so he put in some water. He wasn't sure what the other stuff was so it never made it into the mix. Nik (who had refused to help) finally got suspicious when Jackson came down with cake batter hands and asked him to turn on the oven (Jackson couldn't reach the dials, or else who knows what would have happened). Mom said that the oil-less cake must have been good because it was all gone by the time she got back. 

Eating

Sometimes I feel like a snake in my ability to physically alter my appearance in one meal. To do so takes incredible effort and it feels a bit like this:

And mind you, it probably looks like that too. What can I say? I love food. I won't be moving for the next two weeks, but I love food.

I Am an Oddity

So...remember that time I realized that I don't get dates because I classify everyone as some type of animal? Well today I was walking down the stairs of the science building and saw this small man and I instantly thought, "Oh cute! An elf!" 

I am hopeless. 

TP Bandit

This is what we have come to in my home. 

Yesterday one of my roommates confessed to having stolen toilet paper from a public facility. Obviously she was in dire straights, and while using the said facility she realized how handy her backpack was for stashing excess toilet paper. On her way out she paused near the paper towels but decided against it. Now it's our other roommate's duty to pick those up when she happens to be in a public restroom. I'm thinking our next stop is some toilet cleaner.