Cracktastic chocolate covered toffee

What a good way out of a baaaad mood. Whip up a batch of toffee, coat it with chocolate, fleur du sel, cacao nibs and pralines.
Melt one cup of butter, add one cup of sugar and bring to a boil over medium heat. Stir constantly, and allow mixture to come to 280 degrees STIRRING CONSTANTLY. When it reaches 280, turn off the heat and continue stirring until it reaches about 290.
Pour into a baking tray greased with butter and allow to set for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, sprinkle liberally with chocolate chips and allow them to melt for 2 minutes, then spread them until they cover the surface. Sprinkle on whatever you like, gently pressing in any large bits like nuts. Refrigerate until set, then remove with a spatula, crack into pieces and keep in an airtight container. Fuck yes.

Little Rat, Little Rat

I'm sorry your eye is fucked.
I hope you don't feel too bad,
and want you to stay alive.

Little Rat, Little Rat,
As long as you're not in pain,
I'll tickle your ears again
and we'll wait and see.

O Amor Natural

Happy Valentine's day. I remember watching this documentary about the posthumously published book of Erotic poetry by a famous Brazilian poet when I was a teen. It blew my mind for several reasons. Firstly, I had never heard of someone writing about sex or lust in an artistic or beautiful way before. "Dirty" words or ideas made acceptable by being framed by an artist in a tender way.
Another thing that shocked me about this doc. is how it uses the elderly. Old people read the author's poems, give their opinions, and sometimes their personal sexual or romantic experiences. It forced me to view old people in a new way: as people who used to be young, and who fornicated, yearned and explored in their youth. I tend to think of the past as a more sexually repressed time, a sanitized, powdered age, forgetting that no matter what type of repression exists, human needs always find an outlet.
For awhile, I thought that the documentary also reflected a different attitude towards sex among people in Brazil. Watching it as an adult I'm not so sure, but I still think it's worth a watch. Happy Humping.
Watch below in parts.
xo

Annoyance

This* is just to say: I am very bored with the contemporary obsession with fonts and witty/emo phrases oh-so-skillfully arranged, pretending to be art. Inspiration, maybe. Art? Meh.

*O hai! I made this in mspaint to express my feelings. Isn't it beautiful?

Crazy things I believe

Crazy things I believe number one:
eating apples without washing them strengthens your constitution, making you less susceptible to illness. I don't know if this conviction came from being too lazy to wash apples, or a period of apple-eating good health. I know it's silly, but this I believe.