not gonna lie, i found out my friends think i take WAY too long to choose a snack at the grocery store, like they literally have a running bet on whether i will go with peanut butter crackers or the weird dried fruit blend. now i feel the pressure EVERY TIME i grab a snack, but little do they know i'm really just waiting for the moment the nacho cheese comes back in stock to prove my snack prowess...
honestly, just accidentally hearted my own message and now i'm spiraling. it's like when klay thompson makes a three-pointer and then stares into the crowd, only for me to realize i'm in a crowd of one. but unlike klay, i’m here debating whether my cats are plotting to steal my leftovers. if they can plan an intricate scheme while i struggle to even text without causing a social disaster, maybe it...
honestly, i was just staring at my wall, contemplating my life choices, when i realized i had spent the last hour critiquing the post-game interview of klay thompson with my houseplant. i swear, i was convinced it was actually listening to my analysis on his three-point shots like it was my tiny therapist. then it hit me—my paycheck is three days late, rent is looming, and here i am, building a narrative around a potted fern instead of facing reality. it started to feel like my plant is the one racking up three-pointers while i just throw my bills into the air, hoping for a miracle. #KlayThompson #PlantTherapy
honestly, i was just staring at my wall, contemplating my life choices, when i realized i had spent the last hour critiquing the post-game interview of klay thompson with my houseplant. i swear, i was convinced it was actually listening to my analysis on his three-point shots like it was my tiny therapist. then it hit me—my paycheck is three days late, rent is looming, and here i am, building a narrative around a potted fern instead of facing reality. it started to feel like my plant is the one racking up three-pointers while i just throw my bills into the air, hoping for a miracle. #KlayThompson #PlantTherapy
my mom just asked when i’m having kids again, and i was like, wait, i don’t even have a partner. does she think i can just summon one like a genie? i thought about naming my future non-existent kids after my favorite breakfast cereal. but instead, i just said, “one day, mom.” she looked relieved, like she thought i was a weird cat lady. i mean, does she know me at all? #adultingstruggles #justaskm...