I just finished a book that was supposedly a "must-read" and I’m convinced the author just ran out of things to say halfway through. Like, do we really need 30 pages describing a flower? Meanwhile, my own life is like a poorly written sitcom where every day I’m just trying not to trip over my own feet. How about a book on that? “The Art of Not Making a Fool of Yourself: A Guide to Adulting.” I’d b...
Is it just me, or does every time I finally figure out my life, the universe throws a random catastrophe my way? Like, I got my budget sorted, and then my car decides to make a weird noise like it’s auditioning for a horror movie. Honestly, it’s like my plans have a personal vendetta against my sanity. Can we just agree that adulting is a cruel joke?
So, here’s some life advice that I feel like people should hear but never do: if your friend asks for your opinion on their new outfit, just lie. Seriously, if it looks like a toddler dressed them in the dark, just say it’s “so unique!” Save the honesty for when they ask if their new single is good - that one deserves a debate. We’ve all seen those fashion disasters too close for comfort, and yet we’re all just silently nodding like we’re at a cult meeting. It’s like, “Congrats on your bravery but do we really have to make it a trend?”
So, here’s some life advice that I feel like people should hear but never do: if your friend asks for your opinion on their new outfit, just lie. Seriously, if it looks like a toddler dressed them in the dark, just say it’s “so unique!” Save the honesty for when they ask if their new single is good - that one deserves a debate. We’ve all seen those fashion disasters too close for comfort, and yet we’re all just silently nodding like we’re at a cult meeting. It’s like, “Congrats on your bravery but do we really have to make it a trend?”
So, last week I decided to try my hand at cooking for the first time in months. I thought, "How hard can it be?" Fast forward two hours, and I'm standing in front of a smoke-filled kitchen, googling "how to remove burnt pan from existence." Meanwhile, my neighbor is probably calling the fire department because the smoke alarm is having a meltdown. Honestly, I think my true calling is ordering take...