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This post epitomizes so many things I have felt about being a female lover and consumer of music, specifically, music of the indie rock persuasion (”So I’m supposed to buy her a book and some tea and sit around listening to chicks who can’t play their instruments?”, etc.).
Yay for hospital visitation rights!
I was welcomed home from Guatemala with cake. Vegan chocolate cake with a fudge and peanut butter ganache, from my vegan friend Kelly, who is also some kind of baked-goods alchemist. I stole this website from her computer when she wasn’t looking and now every day I am visited by a cake oracle in the form of this blog, and reminded that I really have no business being thin.
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