AClassyTrashPanda's Nest!

again, not very gory, but at least I found time to do something at all (ง•_•)ง

It's a trick! If you reblog you get TWO käpylehmäs in your blog!

They're traditional Finnish toys, little cows made out of spruce cones, on their way to see the world from one tumblr blog to another

loz twitter was briefly trying to decide if the hero of time can read. i genuinely think the answer is no

"the hero of time doesnt know what doors are" is good. but allow me to present a second, funnier option,

If all you're craving is ice cream and nothing else sounds worth the effort, you may just need a low effort mood boost, which is also totally valid! This can also help you even if you can't have ice cream, because now that you know what your body actually wants, you know there are more ways to fulfill that order than the way it asked you to!

Also, I use that ice cream trick for migraines all the time.

מַתְנִי׳ עוּבָּרָה שֶׁהֵרִיחָה — מַאֲכִילִין אוֹתָהּ עַד שֶׁתָּשִׁיב נַפְשָׁהּ. חוֹלֶה — מַאֲכִילִין אוֹתוֹ עַל פִּי בְּקִיאִין, וְאִם אֵין שָׁם בְּקִיאִין — מַאֲכִילִין אוֹתוֹ עַל פִּי עַצְמוֹ עַד שֶׁיֹּאמַר דַּי. MISHNA: With regard to a pregnant woman who smelled food and was overcome by a craving to eat it, one feeds her until she recovers, as failure to do so could lead to a life-threatening situation. If a person is ill and requires food due to potential danger, one feeds him according to the advice of medical experts who determine that he indeed requires food. And if there are no experts there, one feeds him according to his own instructions, until he says that he has eaten enough and needs no more. (Yoma 82a)

(Seriously, fixing my iodine levels REALLY helped my body regulate sugar.)

and then we were all standing around chatting quietly so as not to wake him and suddenly the door of the bedroom opened and the baby toddled out and said cheerfully "got out. no nap. outside" and headed for the front porch

Mark Rothko, Four Darks in Red, 1958

If you're wondering about the bullies, I didn't know them, they weren't from my school. My bus picks up from another school first, then mine. I sat in front of them minding my own business, they started the whole thing. Bus driver knew they were doing it, he was watching through his mirror, but didn't step in until I screamed too loud to ignore. I had to move to the front of the bus. I ended up switching to a later bus to avoid all of them.

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