Yes, I'm a part-time Baking Bitch.

I'm baaaaaaaaack!

Kidding. I never left. I've just been busy with silly things that don't really make sense.

But I have a post today!

I know, it's a big day. Mark it on your calenders invisable readers. Go ahead, mark it. YOU AREN'T MARKING. Y U NO MARK CALENDER READERS?

hahahahaha, oh internet memes. lolz

Back to post. Must write.

Anyways.

You may know that I'm an admitted baking bitch (hence the title).

Unfortunatly, the last week has been difficult for me. Because of the gosh-darn heat wave that basically makes it impossible to exist.

But I'm not complaining. Because it really annoys me when people complain about the heat. It's like, oh, excuse me. I'll just go and change the weather for you because it's too hot for you. Tear tear.

Blagh.

Bitching officially over. Post shall now commence.

So the other day, I was given the best gift ever.

A cupcake cooker.

Me gustaaaaaaaa.

Also, awkward peanut butter is awkward. He just wanted to pop in the picture and say hello.

The little cuppycakes were adorable. But I'm not good at taking artsy pictures. But I tried.

  

Good thing I'm not a quote on quote "hipster." Otherwise I would have to turn in my artsy picture taking degree.

But don't blame me too much. I was too lazy to go through and take a picture with my camera, download it, etc. Instead I just used my webcam.

I know, all hipsters that were reading just died a little bit. No old fashioned camera? No uber pricey professional camera that is only used to take pictures of forks?

Sigh. I just disappointed an entire nation of shabbily dressed, Animal Collective listening, fancy-ily hatted (is that a word?) hipsters. Oh well. I'll just declare my love for things that don't even exist yet and they might just forgive me.

Unless that is too mainstream...

Creeping on Lykke Li, no big deal

So ...

I don't have much to say. Because of SUPER FUN STRESS. I AM TOTALLY NOT FREAKING OUT. NOT AT ALL.

I WANT THIS. For reals. This is the most awesome bookmark ever. In the history of the world.

To keep my mind from ... you know, not freaking out, I've been creeping on tumblr. Like ALL DAY ERRYDAY.

Hahahaha ... that phrase makes me laugh. Not normal laugh though. More like the laugh that screams "I'm-so-tired-and-stressed-that-I-may-have-just-forgotten-my-own-name"

I LOVE THAT LAUGH. Not. :)

Also, I found this wonderful awesome hilarious singer. Her name is Lykke Li. I know, you can tell by just her name that she is epic. Or hipster. Or foreign. Whichever one, it's all good. Because she is all three.

I could post every single video I've watched of hers, because they are all that good. But I'll just let you find her epic-ness on your own.

I will leave you with the very first one I saw that made me nerdgasim in delight.




Wait, I just heard that her music was used on Glee. (cue small shrieks of fangirl excitement -- about Lykke Li, not about Glee. Though I do suppose I like Glee the majority of the time.) So now you HAVE to find more of her stuff. It's basically mandatory.

What are you still doing here? YOUTUBE PEOPLE.

Happy hunting, mis compadres.

HAPPY PI DAY!

If you haven't heard .... it's PI DAY!

Which is totally not a nerdy holiday at all. No way. It's also not a day to bake pies and pretend that you are decent at math.

Okay, I lied. IT'S BOTH OF THOSE THINGS.

This is also my favorite number-based holiday. If you don't count Avogadro's number. Which I don't.

Also, I totally don't know what Avogadro's number is. (SIX POINT OH TWO TIMES TEN TO THE TWENTY-THIRD -- sorry, nerd combustion) I'm not THAT type of nerd.

I was originally going to post this video of "What Pi Sounds Like" where this guy equated each number of pi to a musical note, but Youtube decided to be all uppity and have an Copyright error today. But I promise, I actually found this video a few days ago and posted it on my tumblr. Because I am a wanna-be-hipster.
*cue sadness and ironic looks

But I do have this friggin awesome picture for you. Enjoy the epicness.

HAHAHAHAHAHA :)

Apologies and Apricots

Sorry I haven't been posting in a while. I've just been feeling kind of down, and I didn't want to put negative stuff on here. Instead, I've been posting on my tumblr. Yes I know, I now officially qualify as a hipster.

And don't judge the title. It made me laugh ... along with this picture. Enjoy :)

Dear Computer...

Know what would be cool?
You working.

I mean, I know we have a long and tumultous relationship, but really. That doesn't give you the right to guess what I want to do. I really don't want to be typing "google" into the address bar just so you can take me to my homepage (which is yahoo). Am I sensing a bit of hostility with the whole google enterprise? This isn't even the first time this hase happened. Lately, you've just refused to bring me to blogger, which is how I update my dear little bloggie-poo. And guess who blogger is associated with? GOOGLE! THE INJUSTICE!

What is your problem computer? For real! Do you object to search engines? I am so confused. Can we just work this problem out? I'm always up to talk.

I promise, I still love you. We are just going through a bit of a rough patch right now. Please don't shut down on me and cause massive errors. You are the bestest computer ever and ever and ever. (you too Windows, I know you can hold grudges)

SIncerely,
me

Tjaere For Alltid

So I've realized that my New Year's promise to post more has become a wash. I have not. In fact, I think I may be posting less now than ever. ACK. I is sorry interweb readers. I shall try a bit harder.

But what to write about? I know! I shall give you a list of realizations that I've had today. That should tide you over....

1. I'm more motivated to actually type things that I should when I'm using pretty fonts. I've found that Times New Roman depresses me.

2. My right hand always gets really cold. Never my left one. Ever.

3. Going with the flow is so much more fun than I ever thought. And yes, I am talking about rivers (am I truly? guess you'll never know...). The only problem? Going so far downstream that you'll never make it back to where you once were.

4. Assassins Creed: Brotherhood is addicting. That is all. I'm afraid that if I talk to much about it, it may draw me back innnnnnnnnnnnn ... help! I'm being dragged back to Renaissance Italia! (those of you who have played that game hopefully understood that sad excuse of a joke. heehee how droll.)

5. Falling down stairs takes skill. Especially when you've done it over and over and over and over.

6. Walking on ice takes more skills. I do not have those skills.

7. I am way too good of a procrastinator. I should get a medal for this!

8. The beast has been angry for the last few days. (beast meaning the monster pretending to be hair) I guess it finally realized that I cut it, and is now pissed.

9. This is the second list I've posted. And in a row too! Ack.

10. Ten is an even number. NUMBERS IS HARD. No really, they are. Trust me. We've had enough history together to know when to leave each other be.

FYI: I couldn't think of what to name this post. I know, usually my post names are SO insightful and daring, but today I actually had something witty. But it decided to go on and leave without telling me. So I named this after the song I am listening to right now. It is by Binarpilot and it's super freaky (yaaaooh).

And so, I shall leave you with this tad bit o wisdom:

One one was a race horse.
Two two was one too.
One one won one race
Two two won one too.

very truly souper douper sorry

I know.

I am a failure.

I have not posted in a week. Even for me, that's a long time. But in my defense, I have been busy with a capital Z. (hahahaha) So, I shall give you all, my invisable readers, a very special update on my week.

1. Bussssssy - ness. Wait, that makes it sound like I am buss-y. No, I was souper buzzzy. ACK. That doesn't even seem right. I seriously don't know what I've been doing, but appartnely it's taken up all my time.

2. I know I complained about this but ..... I had a hipster day. Well, not really hipster, more like pipster (poser + hipster). Even though I fail at dressing like a hipster, my friend is quite good at it. If he's reading this, he'll prolly yell at me later for exposing his hipster for the world to see, but whateves. So together, with my fail-pipster, we went thrifting and i found maybe the most wonderful sweater you have ever seen. It is black with ah-mazing green/pink/purple zig-zags. So purtyyyy (maybe not for a normal person, but for me it is). I am very excited to wear it .... I may even post a picture I am that excited. OH EME HEY! Then you, my invisable readers, will see that (1) I am a real person and not a computer (BEEP BOOP. I IS NOT WINDOWS OPERATING SYSTEM AT THIS INTERVAL IN TIME) and (2) how amazingly awesome this sweater is. The only drawback -- a funky smell. But as a fellow thrifter said "But the funky smell makes it more authentic." If you can't tell ... I AM EXCITED.

3. I am actually feeling a bit accomplished today. I went to an interview, hopefully didn't come off as TOO much of a creeper, and then came home and did stuff. Exciting. (not really).

4. I got my hair cut. (I know, I know ... even more exciting!) But for those of you who know of my hair escapades, then you know its a big deal. So far my hair hasn't flipped out, but that may be because it's still in shock. Soooo ... if this picture ever happens, then you may get to see. But I doubt it.

OH. And an update ... I officially washed "the sweater" and now it smells quite strongly of detergent to get all the yuckies off. I'm also going to admit that I love the smell of my detergent, so that may have been intentional ... but you'll never know ...

Forever your partner in crime ....

ermmmm ... Happy New New Year!

So. I is a bad blogger. It's only the fourth day of the new year, and I already broke my resolution to post more. I haven't since this weekend. I am so sad.

WAIT. STOP THIS PITY PARTY. Okay, I've decided that the first week of the new year is the "get out of jail and/or broken resolutions with at least part of your dignity intact." SO YES. I STILL HAVE UNTIL THE 7th. SO SUCK IT NEW YEAR. I FOUND A LOOPHOLE.

Wow. That was more yelling/angry typing than usual. And you know what makes it more fun? (Of course you don't ... you don't know me! hahahaha sass :P ) Well, let me tell you .... Soooo, my keyboard is semi broken. Actually, it's not broken. It's just mad at me. Whenever I stop paying attention to what I'm typing (which is surprisingly often,if you can believe it), the spacebar goes ... "HAHAHAHA I IS NOT WORKING. SO SUCK ITTTTTTTTT AHAHAHA" Btdubbs ... imagine an angry, superior accent there. I'm not sure which one I would pick ... but know it's there. So yeah .....

Um, when I read that back, it's sounds uber confusing. I am sorry.

Anyways, I shall get to my true purpose for writing this post. It is quite sad. I fear, interweb, that I may have caught (gasp) Hipster. I am so disappointed with myself. I truly tried to avoid it! I really did! I mean, I don't wear mainstream "hipster" clothes (though that makes me sound more hipster). I don't listen to mainstream "hipster" music (oh my, I should just stop). And, I don't think of myself as a hipster at all (okay, I have to stop).

ACK. According to Urban Dictionary, Hipsters never label themselves as that. Why? Why must I be stricken with this terrible curse? (I know, I know, it's not actually that bad. I just don't like being a label. So there invisable readers.)

I know, you're asking, "But, how did you know?" I tell you interwebs, it was a funny story. I mean, funny for me. Over the holidays, I went over to my grandmother's house, and it was there that my Hipster finally developed full force. My family gave me post-its, leg warmers, toe socks, and music. While the beginning of that list is quite hipster, it wasn't that bad until I hit the music. I would be kinda mad that Hipster finally caught me, but the music is just so gosh-darn awesome that I can't be. Like at all. Alrightly ... I've kept you in suspense long enough .... My grandmother gave me ....

BJORK LIVE ON TOUR CD AND GREATEST HIT'S ALBUM.

OH MY GORSH. I CAN'T HELP IT. SPONTANEOUS NERDGASIM.

Okay, let me calm myself down a bit, so I don't keep yelling at my poor computer. (Btdubbs, I am so very sorry computer. I don't mean to yell at you.)

I mean, watch this video and you shall understand. I promise.




Agagagagagagagagagaga. Ear heaven ... and I now have 2 whole CD's worth. If that means I'm a hipster, then that's okay. Together, we can find a cure ... someday .... (imagined someone fabulous looking off into the distance ... it isn't me but still ... dramatic)

AND ... I also have more epic music. I have sooo much Edmund Welles on my ipod it's not even funny. My ears are crying pure tears of joy. Wait, that doesn't make sense ... whateves. I am soooo happy. (And if you missed my whole nerdgasim about Edmund Welles, click here).
 
So … lookie here! A real post! Oh my, I feel accomplished. Now I must watch Biggest Loser. I LOVE IT. DON’T JUDGE ME.

Wow. This is such an awful follow-up to my awesome quote in my last post. Oh well, I think you shall survive interwebs. You can do it.

Forever and ever your (semi) dutiful blogger ….