taylorswift we need a recipe for these please! 🍪🍪🍪

MMMKAY— there are two ways you can go about this.
The quick and easy way is to make sugar cookies from a sugar cookie mix and just cut open a packet of chai tea and pour it into the batter as you make it. Cause you’re busy and you want making cookies to be a chill part of your day.
Pow. Done.


If you want to make the cookies from scratch (that’s what I did for the 1989 Secret Sessions), you can use this recipe I found on a baking blog I like, and I believe it was originally from a book called The Pastry Queen. If you want another great baking blog, I get a lot of great ideas from too. This is a recipe for basic insanely good sugar cookies. I added the chai element to the recipe because I thought it would infuse cozy holiday vibez into the cookie and it really did. So I’ll star the part that I added in the recipe.

***after you add the egg and vanilla, cut one chai tea packet open and empty the crushed up tea leaves into the batter CAUSE CHAI COOKIES ARE ABOUT TO HAPPEN UP IN HERE***

I made an icing for the cookies, but they’re fine on their own. If you want to make icing for them, just mix 1 cup powdered sugar with 1/4 T-spoon of nutmeg, 1/4 T-spoon of cinnamon and 3 TAYblespoons <—-(I’m so annoying, it astounds me sometimes) of milk or eggnog if you can find it this time of year. The more milk/eggnog you add, the more your icing will become a glaze. But glazes are legit too so basically just LIVE YOUR LIFE.

I lightly sprinkled cinnamon over the icing once the cookies were baked and iced, but there are so many icing options you can pair with these cookies—I mean it’s out of control.
If you’re really feeling like living on the edge, you can go ahead and add a few drops of food coloring to the icing to make it festive. No one is going to stop you.


Cause the bakers gonna bake bake bake bake bake.


did taylor swift really just show up out of the blue on tumblr only to drop some betty crocker shit on us what the fuck

I’m reblogging this solely bc Taylor Fucking Swift just wrote a whole thing about cookies and ended it with a reference to her song.

I have so much respect for her right now.

Taylor Swift is very good at tumblr.

OH MAN. I love this very much.

Part of me feels bad about having flipped off a catcaller a little while ago because I’ve had way worse encounters recently, but the rest of me is like YO you have dealt with super aggressive catcallers/harrassers every single day for at least ten days straight FUCK IT ALL FUCK DIPSHITS HE IS PART OF THE PROBLEM.

Plus this guy was driving a bus so I figured all he could do to retaliate was yell or shoot me or run me over, and ugh who even fucking cares at that point.

But like shit y’all— I am so fed up with this shit, especially because my brain keeps going, “I should go home earlier or take cabs part way home or dress even more like a boring shithead,” and then I’m like NO DIPSHIT DO WHATEVER YOU WANT and then I’m like CALM DOWN AND DON’T YELL AT YOURSELF FOR THAT SHIT.


I don’t know.

I hate this?

Like also I’m not even home yet. I still have to get myself home.


I hate this so much.

I hate this.


Jesus fuck.


"I’m pissed."
Thinking of you and not thrilled about it. 

Oh oh oh!  Molly&#8217;s cards are both very pretty and very angry!  In other words, her cards really and truly speak to my soul in a very big way.
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"I’m pissed."

Thinking of you and not thrilled about it. 

Oh oh oh!  Molly’s cards are both very pretty and very angry!  In other words, her cards really and truly speak to my soul in a very big way.

Andre Braugher is an actor so in love with Shakespeare that he is saving ‘Pericles, Prince of Tyre’ for later in life. ‘I’ve never read it because I’d like to see one Shakespeare play that I don’t know what happens,’ Braugher told me one afternoon. He sighed dreamily. ‘I close my ears and hum whenever I hear anything about ‘Pericles, Prince of Tyre.’

Whenever I hear the "Women are paid $.78 for the man’s $1" I flip it around.

Men make $1.22 for every woman’s $1.

It interests me that even the most common simple measure of gender inequality is firmly based on male-as-normative …

bisexual activist and queer theory blogger Patrick RichardsFink 

this is an interesting point, although mathematically inaccurate: assuming the women:men, 0.78:1 ratio is correct, men make $1.28 for every woman’s $1

A white man makes $1.34 for every dollar that a black man makes

A white man makes $1.52 for every dollar that a latino man makes

A white man makes $1.24 for every dollar that a white woman makes

A white man makes $1.44 for every dollar that a black woman makes

A white man makes $1.67 for every dollar that a latina woman makes

That’s some bullshit right there.

Let’s take it a step further. For every hour a white man works, a black woman has to work 86 minutes to earn as much money. 57.6 hours a week compared to the white man’s 40.

Take it another step further. Assuming a Monday through Friday, 9 to 5 job, from Thursday 12:45pm through Friday end of business, a white man gets paid for his work, a black woman is, by comparison, working for free.

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This. I am tired of seing this numbers without thinking about woc. (via arobynsong)

this is such a powerful shift. Yes, let’s explain it like this from now on.

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So good. So, so good.


This is amazing.

My cats are fine now, btw!

One of the most delightful “inside baseball” moments in a while.

I love that not only are the impressions niche and for a very hyper specific set of people, but so is the subject matter.

This was absolutely fucking incredible. I cackled for 3 minutes straight and now my office thinks I’m insane.

So fucking good!

I CANNOT STOP WATCHING THIS.  Each time a different impression becomes my favorite.  Also I wish I could see one of these dudes reacting to this video for the first time but it’s probably too late for that.

So I posted about how content I was feeling w/r/t working and having tasty food and feeling clean and ready to sleep and then I moved and realized I didn’t even try to towel dry my hair and apparently my hair had a lot of water in/on it and so now there is a very very very large wet spot on my comforter from my hair just chilling and dripping.

And now I’ve checked my shirt and—sure enough—half of the back is soaked with hairwater.

Also hairwater is maybe an unnecessarily gross way of describing it since it is, yes, water from my hair, but it’s also specifically water left in my hair after rinsing shampoo and conditioner out of it.  That changes things.  Still, I apparently like to say dumb gross words so HEY THERE IS HAIRWATER ALL OVER MY SHIRT AND BED EW EW EW EW.

Tonight I did a catering thing and my break meal was basically small piles of merguez and grapes and grilled portobello mushrooms marinated in balsamic vinaigrette and I brought home leftovers and ate toast with cherry jam and more grapes and guzzled some water and took a hot shower and changed my sheets and I feel very tired but also very content.