I baked a cake like the Coloseum on Thursday...
…On Friday night it looked like the Flatiron.
Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later,...– Gabriel García Márquez (Love in the Time of Cholera)
bisexual - The ability to reach down someone’s pants and be satisfied with...– Urban Dictionary (via lunablanca)
The lemon jello returns
Well, yes. I’ve done it again. It’s summer, siesta time is boring for me, so when everybody sleeps I love eating and making jello. No one asks, no one looks over your shoulder asking: “what are you gonna do with what?” No, siesta time is that magic moment of the day when the house is in silence and you can work in peace. Some days ago, I tried a new [jello] recipe:...
I've woken up...
… and it was 11.11h :]
clientsfromhell: I signed on to create a website for a large private high school, and when it was nearly done I asked the principal if there was any specific message he wanted on the homepage. Quite agitated, he asked that I write in bold, all caps: “TO WHOEVER PEED BEHIND THE VENDING MACHINES THURSDAY APRIL 7TH, I WILL FIND YOU AND YOU WILL NEVER, I REPEAT NEVER, PEE AGAIN!”
clientsfromhell: Me: “What email are you using?” Client: “Windows” Me: “No thats…..ok, what does the last part of your email say?” Client: “HTML” Me: “What? No thats…. still not it. Look, when someone asks you for your email what do you give them?” Client: “My business card”