..when not dyeing my hair in the blood of my enemies..
Note: this tumblr is run by a twenty-four year old barista whose passion for coffee is only rivaled by her passion for paleontology, creepy crawlies, precious meat noodles, omnomnoms, mythology, science, nature, travel, and books books glorious books.
Upon further excavation, you will find that I often percolated uncontrollably about: dinosaurs, coffee, isopods, prehistoric life in general, Angry Beavers, reptiles (particularly geckos and snakes of various breeds), fashion, art, food food glorious food, books, precious invertebrates, writing, zombies, Futurama, illustration, frillies, snuggly things, World Of Warcraft, all manners of mythology and/or lore, anime, Science, cutiepoofs, kindness, cartoons, culture, History, nature, character design/world building, tentacles, cryptozoology, latte art, alpacas, Pokemon, ferrets, Studio Ghibli, b-rated horror movies, clay, cowboy boots, tattoos, and faraway cabins I wish to hide away in for the rest of my days, amongst other this and thats!
I grew up in a house surrounded by pine trees. you know, like a Calvin & Hobbes upbringing with a thicket and a creek. moving to New York, I knew that I’d have to give some of that up, but I think I was a little spoiled in my youth.
I wanted a tree on my arm (a spruce at first, but aspens are my favorite. we kinda settled on an imaginary hybrid. if you are considering a tattoo in NY, go to Goose). I just needed a little nature back in my daily life. a little oxygen. a little bit of a reminder that I’ll return to trees sooner or later.