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HI PEEPS

oKAY SO I JUST WANTED TO SAY I FINISHED READING GGAR BOOK 1 AND I JUST LOVED IT AND Y'ALL SHOULD READ IT TOO

WHY???

BECAUSE

×It’s hella gay, therefor fabulous*.☆*
×The art style is just 👌
×Even though lots of boobs, the characters do develop emotionally and that’s just great really
×99% of fangirls/fanboys can relate to Lillian honestly 😂 😂 😂
×It has a storyline :o -gasp- (most comics like this are, like, seperate comics, but this one has a storyline. And a good one!!)

Also I just wanted to give the author, @batlesbo, a shoutout and say KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK 🙋 ✨

So… Follow her :D

murderxbaby  asked:

Yeah but now I want to talk about hummus......(no seriously, what's the deal? LOL)

OKAY SO. I have nothing against hummus as a food group, right. BUT a very silly mistake on my part has led me to be the biggest joke in all my friend groups. Because I can’t tell what hummus looks like, apparently.

Two years ago I was getting lunch with my friend in one of our school’s dining halls, right? And in the front there was free food samples which really isn’t that weird at my school. My friend went ahead, while I stopped to look at the samples bc free food is free food and why ever turn that down?  

Anyway the samples were apple slices and this brown creamy substance for dipping the apple slices in- which I assumed to be hummus since there was no food label. And I really didn’t think anything of it bc I had thought I’d heard about someone eating apples with hummus so okay whatever.

Well. The creamy brown substance was not hummus.

A few minutes later my mouth started to get itchy, I felt hot and had difficulty swallowing. I immediately realized what was the problem and went to my friend.

“Did you try the samples in the front?” I asked her.

“You mean the apples and peanut butter?” she said. “Yeah, why?”

I’M ALLERGIC TO NUTS. OKAY. I was having an allergic reaction- a mild one bc I’m more allergic to other types of nuts than peanut butter- AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE SAYS

She says: “WHY WOULD YOU EVER THINK THAT WAS HUMMUS NO ONE EATS APPLES WITH HUMMUS!!!!! NO ONE!!! ARE YOU GOING TO DIE BC YOU DIDN’T KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BTWN HUMMUS AND PEANUT BUTTER?!?!?!”

I didn’t die of course but this story has led to numerous jokes ever since. This same friend gave me this card for Valentine’s Day THIS YEAR (TWO YEARS AFTER THIS WHOLE THING HAPPENED): 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A;LKSJDFL;AKSJFL;KJFDS;LKJL;SKJDFALSKDFJA;LKJSDF;LAKJDF;LKJDLF;KJSL;KDFJ;LKSDFJALKSDFJL;KASDJFJ;KLFDFSDJKLFDJL;K

Another friend of mine got a bunch of stuffed animals for Valentine’s Day and decided to name them after all the friends in our group. GUESS WHAT MY STUFFED ANIMAL WAS NAMED.

HUMMUS. SHE NAMED IT HUMMUS BC OF THIS STORY.

And then I made the huge mistake of telling my roommates this same story last night and they put this on my door:

AND I’M JUST?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? AHHAHSDHFHSAL;KDJF;ALSKJFAKL;AL;KSJDF;AISEFJASLKDJ;FA;LKSJDF;LAKJFLSDJFLASJDFLA;KJ

So. The moral of the story is a) know what you’re eating before you try it, and b) I don’t talk about hummus unless I want this story to be retold for the millionth time in a row XDDD

(tagging @recyciedtrash and @youmeandhistory bc you know this story by heart by now damnit)

Dinnertime

ESTP: I’m cooking dinner tonight so it’ll be ready around 7pm.

ENFP: Ah, neat! Are you cooking for INTJ as well?

ESTP: I guess?

ENFP: Okay! *shouts to INTJ in the other room* ESTP is cooking dinner for you tonight!

ESFJ: *heard it* He’s lucky then! With all the attitude he’s been giving us today, he doesn’t deserve it!

ESTP: Oh, right. INTJ I CHANGED MY MIND!

INTJ: YOU CAN’T JUST CHANGE YOUR MIND!

ESTP: Of course I can! I just changed my mind again!

INTJ: Hnnng…!

ESTP: And now I just did it again!

INTJ: Argh…!

ENFP: Stop it! You’re stressing out his Ni!

ESTP: I know. Good luck knowing whether you’ll have dinner tonight or not, INTJ. *leaves*

INTJ: *dies inside*

you can tell my roommate and i are getting sick of each other.  i’m getting sick of listening to her bitch about work every day.  i’m getting sick of the fact that she eats chips so sloppy that half of them end up on the floor (and then she doesn’t clean up the debris).  i’m sure she’s getting sick of the fact that i’m anxious, depressed, and overall unmotivated.  until lately.  now she’s more annoyed that i’d rather go to bed at 9pm-10pm and get up at 5:30am-6:30am.  we’re getting sick of each other and i can’t wait to live alone again.  i hope i can when our lease is up because if not i’ll have to move back to my home state and that’s not something i wanna do.