#live leisurely

[theeaesthete]

ultimate goal: life of leisure

[lamusedhermes]

Curate everything.

Curate your hygiene routine, curate your clothing items, curate your home, curate your habits, curate your nutrition, curate your environment, curate your circles, curate you socials, curate the content you consume, curate your social skills, curate your financial situation, curate your emotions, curate the version of you that shows up in public, curate your hobbies, curate your knowledge.

[chichiscloset]

She’s a lady

[cubbihue]

Does the tooth fairy now have an even bigger fascination with timmy now that hes her nephew in law?

She does! His teeth was her masterpiece, her pride and joy. Tooth doesn't think there'd be any other teeth like his. Besides maybe Chip Skylark's teeth.

She loves her new little relative though! It's not every day your favorite teeth get to persist beyond time and space for all eternity!!

Timmy likes Tooth Fairy. She's one of the most stable and reliably mature adult Fairy he's has ever known. He had hoped Peri would pursue dentistry with her.

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[feminineenergylife]

Benefits of living a Soft Life

Slowing down & Being Present. We often rush through life leaving us no time to enjoy it.

Less Stress. You will start to make decisions that make your life easier not harder when you switch your mindset to a soft lifestyle.

Increased Feminine Energy. You will feel happier & more at peace.

How to live a Soft Girl Life 🤍

[graceandopulence]

[cozycottagelife]

[dilaaminspo]

Solo dating in Mayfair, London.

[skunkes]

old drawings i found and enjoyed while looking for something else

[abirddogmoment]

I got a robot vacuum on boxing day deals and Rory is following it around supervising and honestly I think this is the best enrichment I've ever bought her.

[linipik]

okay, but what do you consider just plain annoying from an artist on here?

not "what makes you outrage or unfollw them forever", just... annoying enough to stop interacting with their posts in the long run.

reblogs are appreciated since my own blog has a limited reach. Thanks!

[geishainthemoonlight]

T H U R S D A Y

[lamusedhermes]

Taller than me, richer than me, CHALANT, funny, manly, great sense of style, intelligent, pretty, smells good, kisses the floor I walk on, profound personality.

[definitely-not-iorveth]

does he say it bc he really considers nassau his home or only bc he knows that this is the thing that will have the biggest emotional impact on charles

does he say it bc he really considers nassau his home or only bc he knows that this is the thing that will have the biggest emotional impact on charles

DOES HE SAY IT BC HE REALLY CONSIDERS NASSAU HIS HOME OR ONLY BC HE KNOWS THAT THIS IS THE THING THAT WILL HAVE THE BIGGEST EMOTIONAL IMPACT ON CHARLES!!!!!!

[tackyink]

So! Thanks so much @sanzos for asking, I would never pass up an opportunity to bring a snippet of my daily idiocy to your dashboards.

There's a cafeteria where I work. A cafeteria where it's universally acknowledged (except by the owner, maybe?) that its coffee tastes like ass. The pastries and sandwiches are good, but for months I've been hearing the coffee is bad bad. When the IT guys and the Marketing girls to go a nearby coffee shop they tell me "hey, we're going to the coffee shop, do you want a good coffee?" Nobody likes it.

Thing is, I'm a tea person. The first day I got there, I asked for tea. It was disgusting. The next day I asked for a different one. It was worse. Undrinkable levels of bad, which was very weird because the brand of their tea bags is fairly good. I did not understand what was happening, nor did I care to because I was busy enough trying to adjust to the new job. I just drank water all day every day.

Weeks went by, summer heat kicked in, and I have a ten minute walk uphill every morning to my workplace, so one day I asked for an iced coffee. Because the point of iced coffee is not to get good coffee, but something watery brown and cold to sip on and cool down, this became my new normal. I tried not to think about what I'd do when the heat relented, but this week I've had to face the music at last.

An important factor in this story is that I never sweeten tea or coffee.

One of the last days I asked for an iced coffee in the morning, my supervisor brought me a latte unprompted. He's very nice. I don't like lattes, but I decided to drink it anyway because I wanted to be nice too. Now, admitedly, the last time I drank one I was maybe 18 and it destroyed my GI tract for half a day, and last year I took a sip from one wrong order, so when I drank some of that one and I thought the taste was off, I thought maybe it was just me. I just don't know how lattes taste. I would have assumed that they didn't have a slightly rancid, cured cheese aftertaste, but who am I to judge the tastebuds of milk drinkers.

I lasted three sips before I snuck to the toilet to throw it away. I also had a fizzy sensation in my stomach for an hour because that's what lattes do to the body that's been thrust upon me in this lifetime.

Another day went by, and I decided to try the chai latte the cafeteria lady had recommended me. It tasted good, though it was extremely sweet, and I'd asked for oat milk, which made it sweeter. I looked up the brand they were using and the composition of the mix, and found out it's mostly sugar with added chai aroma (???!?!!!?) and brown coloring and tea extract instead of tea (WHY). Not something I wanted to drink every day.

I bit the bullet this Tuesday at last, figured that maybe they'd just had a bad tea day a few months ago and ordered one.

It was vomit-inducing disgusting. My brain couldn't stop torturing me with the taste for the remainder of the day. It was extremely bitter, without any distinctive tea flavor, and somehow salty. It went down the toilet too.

Okay, I thought, they've clearly burned the tea. They pour boiling water and toss the tea bag in right away. Next day I'll try again, ask that they give me the teabag to go so I could wait for the water to cool down a bit.

The second morning arrives and I wait. I think about sipping on the plain hot water just in case, but I get distracted, promptly forget about it and put the tea bag inside. That's fine. I take a sip.

It's not bitter anymore! Win! They were burning the tea!

Unfortunately, it was still salty with an undescribable flavor of depression room and unwashed pile of clothes.

At this point, I'm 2.30 euros in and sunk cost fallacy, well, sinks in. I'm inordinately invested in this. Why are people at this workplace living like this? How the fuck is this possible. I refuse to accept this. Is the water funky? The drinking fountains are fine. The water cannot be contaminated, there are chemistry labs here, they would've noticed if something was wrong with the water supply. Dad, former bartender, suggests that the coffee machine may not have been properly cleaned. After all, they use salt to descale it. That could explain the cheesy latte.

Today was the third day, and I came in with a plan and my own tea bag from home. The idea was to ask for tea in the same way as the day before, take the tea from the cafeteria home, and use my own tea there with their water. This way I could find out where the problem was.

But also, today I remembered to take a sip after letting the water cool down a bit.

IT WAS FUCKING RANCID.

Guys, I could smell it before I drank it. It was slightly salty and had a rank taste, like something way past expiry date. Either our water supply is fucked, or the coffee machine is. Just to complete the experiment, I sacrifice my tea bag to make a potion of nope that, you guessed it, went down the toilet as well.

I had told my supervisor about my predicament the previous days, and today I told him that I had in fact confirmed that the problem was the water, most likely a coffee machine with bad filters. He said he'd try to find a way to delicately rely it to the owner of the cafeteria.

At noon he drops by my desk, thoughtful, with a latte in hand. He says that now that I've told him, he realizes that that was it. That there's an odd aftertaste to the coffee, but since he adds milk and sweetener to it, he never minded it much, and most people do the same. Since I take everything plain, I was hit with the full brunt of it from the first day. He then says that everybody had assumed that the coffee was bad quality, but nobody had thought about water being the issue. Now I've cursed him with Knowledge that God never intended for humans to have, and as Adam did before him, he now has to live with the consequences of acts that he didn't even set in motion. As an unrelated aside, I was born on the year of the Snake. Anyway.

He seems resolute to look into it (it's part of his job, technically). On my part, I now feel compelled to investigate the water quality of the different areas of the campus, because the cafeteria is in a sort of middle ground and as unlikely as it is, it could be that one of the buildings has nasty water and it's not the coffee machine's fault.

So, to sum up my last three days:

PS: The brand that makes the chai mix also makes a matcha one. It's 80% sugar and 20% tea. It sounds awful, so next Monday I'm going to get a matcha latte for shits and giggles.

PSS: I brought the cafeteria tea bag home and brewed a cup with it. As I said, it's a pretty decent brand, much better than what I have at home, so I was happy. Then I took a sip. It tasted nothing like it's supposed to. It barely had any taste at all, in fact. It was also permeated by a faint odor of peppermint that went down my throat and came back up to my nose every time I took a gulp. What. the. fuck.

[livingdvnly]