Urban Decay Perversion!

Urban Decay Perversion!

That's me! I'm struggling right now with how to write the next three or so chapters, but after that we get to use basic math on the bad guys!

Also, dibs on "Tingling Peppermint Vagina"

cutting out poison people is so hard. i did some cuts and i really really love and miss these people at times.

Someone did something like this at a science fiction convention once. Put out a bowl of raw/still dry pasta, packing peanuts and chow mein noodles. Got munched right down, no one mentioned it being odd.

We used to eat them in primary school. We'd steal handfuls of them from open boxes sitting in the office. They tasted quite nice. I'm surprised we didn't die though. Now I imagine all the chemicals that are probably in them, my god.

A friend's dad was somehow involved in producing those environmentally-friendly starch packing peanuts that can be substituted for the styrofoam kind. She used to have fun freaking people out by casually grabbing a handful when she noticed them in shipped boxes and munching on them like they were Cheetos. If they…

Stoned, drunk and hangover stories! Oh my! The girl who was in charge of breakfast at our extremely drunken girls weekend at a cabin slept in really late one morning. We were starving after a night of drinking & doobs and finally harassed her grumpy ass out of bed just before noon. I'm pretty sure she was still drunk.…

I too have eaten packing peanuts. I was drunk, wrapping a gift for someone and got the munchies. They didn't taste too bad really, like stale cheesy wotsits (cheesy puffs the same shape as packing peanuts.)

Some modern packing peanuts are made of rice. They are 100% biodegradable AND completely edible. (Confession: I have, on more than one occasion, eaten a box full after getting a shipment. If they melt in water, dig in.)

True facts- some packing peanuts are actually edible, just not tasty. They're made out of corn and kinda like paper. You can eat them and they won't do anything nutritional, but won't hurt you either.

It's because your brain turned them into Cheetos.

I was shooting the shit with a co-worker, and mid-sentence, he reached over into a package we'd just opened, grabbed a handful of packaging peanuts, shoved them in his mouth, and started chewing- all the while keeping on talking as if absolutely nothing weird was happening. I just stared at him, and interrupted him…

We have a cat who is obsessed with eating them, to the point that he'll dig them out of the trash, the backs of closets, and has been known to open packages before their recipient could get to them.

He's still kicking. His litterbox is just weird after.

We really, really need to reform how we view children's coming of age and how we deal with it. At 12 I had already created a sorted and curated list of bookmarks to my favorite sites.

I'm so glad that I'm not alone in my ALL CAPS feelings about Hannibal. It is so very, very gorgeous and dark and awful and wonderful.