there used to be baking stuff...

[pombagira]

so as happens when you move from one place to another to another, to another, with flatmates and even sometimes with out flatmates, stuff vanishes into some weird either or alternative universal space.. this time it has been a bunch of the baking stuff i once had,, namely two muffin trays, and a baking tray, oh and my sieve, which was a white one.. however these are all easily replaced, well over the next several paydays.. and maybe with a kitchen swap house warming afternoon tea thrown in for good measure.  yeah.. do be do

in the meantime.. have a picture of one of my altars with all the skulls.. whoot