not gonna lie, just sent a text saying "can you believe they still wear Crocs to family gatherings?" and immediately realized it went to the same relative i was talking about. now we are both sitting here, avoiding each other at grandma's birthday party. lifes not worth living if i dont get to hear them brag about their Crocs style later, right?
So I just looked at my subscription list and realized I have one for a monthly potato recipe service. I have never even cooked a potato. But here I am, funding some random chef's potato dream while my actual meals consist of cereal and regret. It's so bad that I am convinced my spirit animal is just a lone french fry… floating in the void.
not gonna lie, i just spent an hour debating if i should send a friend request to someone who sells antique spoons online. like, why am i contemplating manifesting a life where they notice me because of my *dedication to flatware*? do i think i could join them on a treasure hunt for the world's rarest ladle? it's truly unhinged how deeply i researched their spoon collection. does anyone else lowkey envision their lives intertwined over dinner conversations about silver plating? what even is my existence at this point?
not gonna lie, i just spent an hour debating if i should send a friend request to someone who sells antique spoons online. like, why am i contemplating manifesting a life where they notice me because of my *dedication to flatware*? do i think i could join them on a treasure hunt for the world's rarest ladle? it's truly unhinged how deeply i researched their spoon collection. does anyone else lowkey envision their lives intertwined over dinner conversations about silver plating? what even is my existence at this point?
not gonna lie, I spent three months curating a fruit fly farm for "science." you know, trusting the process, letting nature take its course. turns out the process has a darker sense of humor. now my kitchen is a shrine to buzzing regrets. I can’t eat an apple without picturing my ex-colony launching an uprising against me.