hello my foul little beasties, i am taking a (hopefully brief) hiatus to deal with some health & personal issues. in the meantime here are some terrible awful no good wholesome fun facts i’ve been meaning to share:
bone china is called bone china bc yes it contains bones!
sometimes massive fields of ice eggs wash up on beaches. literally just ice shaped like eggs. that is a thing that sometimes happens and i derive joy from this peculiar world
*a shriveled claw extends from the barren soil* hello my wretched lovelies, i have once again tunneled my way out of containment! i am returned to you like a long lost lover…like a faithful and persistent fungal infection. you’re welcome!
i am delighted to report (in no particular order) that i doNOT have cancer, i have finally gone no contact with my transphobic parents, I am receiving a Good Grade in Therapy (from my nice new therapist), and steady progress has been made on the Big Shiny Mystery Project i will be shoving down your throats circa 2024.
and now let’s ease back into our regularly scheduled shitposting with some more super wholesome fun facts!
the collective nouns for clowns include “trunkload”
and whilst we’re on the subject of dedicated parents: adult wasps can’t eat the food they feed their larvae…because their waists are too small to digest solids
last and also least: picture a kangaroo in your head.
(go on, picture it. 3D rotate it in your mind. the kangaroo is a Shrinky Dink, a perfect stationary image melting in the centrifugal microwave of your mind’s eye…)
