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Still into soups: I made a bomb cream of broccoli. I also bought a new vegan broth base to fuck with because buying the cartons of broth is like buying bottled water aka: bad and wasteful.
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My dog’s skin is turning grey. I know this sounds funny but it’s like, a thing. There could be a number of reasons for this, but the most likely one is that she’s an inbred dumbass and allergic to something in her food, like chicken. Or she could be dying. In any case, she’s now on Fancy Food™️ which makes her insufferable. Related: pet nutrition is absolutely bonkers.
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If you’re trying to gauge what level of pandemic mental breakdown I’m at, I dyed my hair pastel pink in the bathroom last week (Manic Panic blessing my life since 2001), and this week I “rescued” a very sad looking croton from the grocery shop. I got emotional that it was ugly and unloved and nobody else was going to care for it because people only buy pretty plants, so I HAD to adopt it. I paid 3$ for this privilege of bringing a plant with broken leaves into my house.
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New season of drag race! I know this will be very polarizing, but I kind of love how insane Utica is. I also love Gottmik (and that Ru has finally pivoted to saying “and may the best drag queen win”) and Tamisha. Still don’t understand the pork chop gimmick, and I haven’t eaten a pork chop in like a year and a half so it makes me hungry.
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I had some really good meetings at work with super creative and inspiring people, and it’s spilling into my personal life: I have 2 (TWO) ideas for generative art projects, and 0 (ZERO) motivation to actually do them. I also haven’t finished the Bach Menuet I started last week. What do I do instead with my evenings you ask? Watch every single Trixie Mattel video on YouTube because that’s the journey I’m on.