Autumn bleh

You know when imagination sucks? When it works too good. When you read some romantic fanfic. When there's crappy weather outside and all the Cosmo magazines say you should be depressed.

And I'm this close to start writing here sth new.

Baking with cloudi

Yesterday (after sitting for 40 minutes in a traffic jam) I was extremely hungry and on my way from the bus stop I went to buy some snack. By coincidence the nearest shop had croissants in their offer. I took, I paid, I went. But when I was ñoming it I thought that it would be nice to put something into it.

For example... spinach! Effect of my work - below.

I must say it's very yummy :3

Since I had no rolling pin - I used bottle of wine. Works even better than a regular roller (big thanks goes to my grandma for teaching me this trick ;)).

Rant post

Uwaga. Miałam dzisiaj bardzo zły dzień. Będzie jazgot. Prawdopodobnie bezsensowny. Czytanie i późniejsze auto-wnerwy na własną odpowiedzialność.

Ale od początku...

CZY (WAS) JUŻ WSZYSTKICH DOSZCZĘTNIE POPIERDOLIŁO?!

Ekstremizmy zaczęły się panoszyć w te i nazad. Takie nowe hobby współczesnych ludzi. Drugim jest uważanie, że ma się monopol na prawdę i światopogląd wszystkich ludzi. Otóż moi drodzy - tak nie jest. Może fakt ten boli, ale tak niestety jest.

Dzisiaj z braku laku dwa luźno powiązane ze sobą wątki.

Real and fake friends meme

Somewhere I found this meme to repost about real and fake friends. Some quotes were as cliche as Charlie the unicorn is pink and peachy. But few really got my attention and I say those are so true...

Truth #1
Fake friends: Never ask for food.
Real friends: Are the reason you have no food.

Though I must admit that whenever I asked them what to buy for breakfast (if they stay for the night) they tell me to get lost and usually buy me food to eat. Of course if I only try to pay it's a big fuss.

Truth #2
Fake friends: Will knock on your front door.
Real friends: Walk right in and say "I’M HOME!"

Pity if the door is closed XD Yet if we're hanging out together and waiting for rest to come it usually ends up with "rock, paper, scissors" if someone rings the bell and no-one wants to get up to answer it.

Oh and this reminds me of Kubuś - the kingpin of cheese dealership. I have no idea why.

And paszczak's mum. I ♥ that woman for feeding me with that delicious food whenever I'm there.

Truth #3
Fake friends: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.
Real friends: Call your parents DAD/MOM.