• I went wandering around the nearest thrift store today
  • hoping to find stuff for the quickly approaching drag show
  • I thought ‘Well, I’m probably not going to find anything’
  • But the thrifting gods smiled upon me
  • for I found a shirt which I can glamify (yes that’s a word I just made up)
  • so I’m headed to Michaels on Friday (because Hobby Lobby are kind of being giant assholes about stuff right now) to get crazy things
  • and probably some fabric dye because the shirt is not quite black enough for my liking
  • also I need spiky things
  • did you miss the bullet points?
  • I did.

  • I am so disappointed
  • I got a different brand of earl grey than I normally buy
  • (grocery stores don’t carry Celestial Seasoning’s earl grey?!?!)
  • (speaking of, we need to take a field trip, Mary and Mandy also whoever else wants to come whatevs)
  • and so I pulled a teabag out and was all
  • ‘oh man, this smells delicious and super bergamot-y!’
  • but then I brewed a cup
  • and it just tastes like a regular cup of English breakfast
  • I
  • am
  • sad

  • Why is it
  • that on nights where I need
  • a really strong, crazy cup of tea
  • I’m always far away from my giant cabinet of it?
  • also
  • bullet points
  • yes
  • because sad
  • and they make me happy
  • so
  • yeah