Some days (a lot of days) everything seems to work together to make me feel really inadequate as a human being. I’ll be a total fuck-up at work, followed by being useless in class and ridiculed by the professor, I’ll trip and drop all my shit and my clothes will rip, my scalp will be irritated and itchy and my skin will be gross and dry/oily and I’ll just feel useless. Then I’ll be walking along the street (in this city of how many million people?) and fate will be like, “Hey remember this person that you never really wanted to see again? THERE THEY ARE! oooh oooh and there’s this person who makes you feel powerless and inferior, guess we’ll just accidently see them a few times today without even being noticed…”
So I come home and I spend money I don’t have, waste time I can’t use, and bake food I shouldn’t/can’t eat so that maybe, just maybe I don’t feel inadequate for the rest of the week.
Anyway the point of this is that I made cupcake pies today. They’re just mini pies made in a cupcake tin (it took me forever) but omg they are delicious. Not really like tarts, which are more crusty and firm and crunchy. These are really juicy and soft and the crust is perfect, basically just like a normal piece of pie but you can hold it in your hand.
Just practicing for when I’m old and alone and own a pie shop in the west village.
WERE AS COOL AS KEVIN Srsly, how...bad days supposed to