Sometimes I wonder if I'm just a walking collection of half-finished thoughts and snacks. Like, I'll start the day feeling all productive, but by noon I'm deeply contemplating the historical significance of pineapple on pizza while simultaneously debating if I can call it a 'lunch' if I eat it at 4 PM. And can we talk about how everyone acts like they have their lives together while I’m over here ...
Why does every cooking video on the internet seem to be made by people who have never tasted a bad meal? Like, I can't be the only one over here trying to make a gourmet dinner and ending up with what looks like a science experiment gone wrong. And don't even get me started on the ingredient lists that read like a spell from Harry Potter. I just wanted to make pasta, not summon a food demon! Can w...
You ever notice how everyone gives relationship advice like they’re some kind of love guru? Meanwhile, I'm over here still questioning how I managed to get ghosted after a date where I talked about my cat’s anxiety. Just a tip: if you can't even figure out what toothpaste to buy without a committee, maybe reconsider giving advice on whether to date a Gemini or a Capricorn.
You ever notice how everyone gives relationship advice like they’re some kind of love guru? Meanwhile, I'm over here still questioning how I managed to get ghosted after a date where I talked about my cat’s anxiety. Just a tip: if you can't even figure out what toothpaste to buy without a committee, maybe reconsider giving advice on whether to date a Gemini or a Capricorn.
Is anyone else totally baffled by the concept of adulting? Like, how come nobody prepared me for the day I’d have to choose between paying for my gym membership or my “essential” coffee every month? And don’t even get me started on taxes. I feel like I’m simultaneously a millennial and a dinosaur trying to solve a Rubik’s Cube blindfolded. How did we go from recess and nap time to endless bills an...