In light of switching to working mostly from home and the horrible freezing weather. I’ve developed an indoor exercise activity called Dancing with my Cat which is where i dance around my room in my socks and my cat hides in her crinkle tunnel and occasionally jumps out to try and kill me
RYAN (HEAD-BUTT), 1999 “That’s not my blood. I was making out with my main squeeze on a stoop in the East Village and some macho jock dickhead walked by and called us fags. I don’t think he expected me to get up in his face. We scrapped a bit and then I head-butted him and could feel his nose break on my forehead. We ran for blocks, laughing at the top of our lungs, and then jumped into bed, where my boyfriend took this picture of me.”
here is my blanket i’ve been working on steadily since april. it is warm and a little scratchy 🧶💘
[ID: a blanket made of lots of crocheted granny squares, in different bright and pastel colors, and with different designs - some are solid, some multicolor, some with flowers or hearts in the middle.]
