How I have survived this far…total mystery.

Decided to do pink hair over the weekend. Grabbed the tube that makes this color

I hadn’t used it in a long while and expected it might have gone off or whatever it is that tubes of spacechemicals do when they finally decide to die…dye. Usually the dye comes out of the tube like shampoo, this didn’t. It had turned incredibly runny and watery, it just poured out of the tube into my hand. And the color was completely off, it was a dark purple runny liquid in my hand waiting to go on my head.
Where the wise person says, “Oh, this substance is the exact opposite of what it should be, I’d better not put it on my body!” and survives, I think, “but…it’s already on my (gloved hand) and I don’t want to really pour it down the sink and it’s kind of a good color…. oh hey! This spreads over my hair super fast… that is a good color!” and still cheats death.
My hair looks exactly like a cherry tootsie pop.


You didn’t get too big, you just needed something bigger

Go outside and turn to the south, feel the sun on you. Make sure your feet are planted firmly on the ground, try to scooter your feet around until you are good and stuck-ish. Close your eyes and stretch your arms all the way up.
There it is, the entire planet holding you by your feet and swinging you at 1000 miles an hour through the solar system.

Story Times

There once was a crazy old lady called Auntie BubboPants. She has a niece she loves very much.
One day she decided to visit her niece.
and off she went
When she arrived she found sweet Viivi in such a state!
So she hugged Viivi
and gave her a little kiss.
Little Viivi drifted off
and dreamed about some tapir doing colorado dancing with a sesame plant.