flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I can go weeks without posting anything except blog links on Twitter, and then shit like this goes down. Sorry I’m the worst at embedding screencaps/figuring out the Twitter widget. If you want the slightly less surreal experience, start from the bottom of the second image and work your way up. And yes, I am completely obsessed with Masterchef Australia because the contestants are nearly always lovely people who remain good sports all the way through, and because of the technicolour carnival ride that is Matt Preston’s personal style. Don’t judge me.
Also, Masterchef retweeted the second one. I’m not sure what to make of that.
PS: I know this is a lazy post. I start teching A&C tomorrow and I just got home from work, so cool your tits.