polish alcoholic

my professor asked us one day what 1410 means and we were like: it’s a year of grunwald battle but he said “yes of course but why it’s important?” and we were like idk and then he told us that 1410 means 1 kg of sugar 4 liter of water 10 dag of yeast and it’s a recipe for vodka. he was so disapointed we didn’t know it, and he said that the tradition is dying


I made a post about this awhile ago on another blog but I deleted, it seemed to really help people though so I’m posting it again. If you’re in need of vials or containers of some sort you can use nail polish bottles! Like the one above which I find pretty convenient and cute looking~ 

 What you have to do: 

Get some nail polish that’s either almost gone or completely, get some nail polish remover or alcohol-based product, rinse out nail polish with remover, use a Q-tip to get out the small bits, and voila! This is a pretty convenient way to get a little glass bottle to store something or make charms without having to go out and buy one. It’s also good to reuse your bottles when you’re finished with the polish. 

 *You can use nail polish that’s not empty but I don’t recommend it since that will waste product.

anonymous asked:

hey how do u feel about being polish?

i love polish food and alcohol, i love polish culture, im proud of polish history so overall im happy that im polish

(i just wish polish society was less conservative)

Promise // 12

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Note: I can’t believe it has been months since I last wrote anything! Though I’ve been away from my blog and don’t have any intentions of writing scenarios or other fics as of now, I really want to get back into the habit of writing regularly, and I want to finish “Promise.” I hope you enjoy the new chapter, and feedback is appreciated <3


Sultry laughter and the clinking of glasses of alcohol against polished tables echo through the room when Baekhyun reluctantly pushes open the heavy doors to a familiar office. One hand runs through his styled hair while the other runs over the slight crease in his crisp, black suit as he enters the room with stifling lights. His men wait obediently at the open doors as Baekhyun walks forward to see two figures against an expensive leather couch.

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       “the whole fuckin’ … gift giving thing. as a concept. fucked. it’s fucked. bullshit on all ends.” cal takes another swig from his water bottle, the smell of its contents integrating with the stench of his own unwashed body that makes the air around his skin almost unbreathable. he’s almost too fucked up to notice, but there’s more pressing matters he has to attend to first. “you didn’t buy this shit to … to do somethin’ nice. to be kind. because it’s in the spirit of the holiday,” he mocks, “you did it because how the fuck does it look to be given something and not have shit to hand back? don’t call it gift giving it’s a .. a fuckin’ gift exchange. none of you lousy fuckin’ …” he thinks he’s got it figured out in his state, a smug look crossing his face. “i don’t give gifts. i’ll take ‘em. i don’t care. i don’t do one back. you chose to give this to me. out of the spirt. out of my hands. you cheated yourself out of a gift. ne mój cyrk, nie moje małpy not my circus, not my my monkey. i’m saving my money for .. for important shit. not this .. rebound gifting shit. that’s your deal, not mine.”