the way that I finally checked their profile—knowing full well I shouldn’t, right? and what do I see? a picture from a “twin peaks” themed bar crawl. wait, are they suddenly a “Twin Peaks” fan when just last week they couldn’t tell me who killed Laura Palmer? i can’t help but wonder—did i somehow spark this newfound obsession? could they be plotting to watch every episode without me? —the betrayal...
i was checking out the new nyrr logo for the first time and suddenly remembered how i tried running once. signed up for a 5k thinking it’d be fun, but when i got to the start line, i panicked and pretended to stretch while looking for an escape route. who knew running would turn out to be a secret club for people who can actually run? now i see this new logo and realize they rebranded while i’m st...
so there I was, scrolling through an abandoned vegan recipe book, wondering if I'd truly become the person who hoards kale pamphlets. turns out, my best friend was secretly trading our garden’s cucumbers for her favorite soap. guess who just started hand-picking zucchinis for their “artisanal" candle business... yeah, that’s me. #betrayal #unexpectedhobbies
so there I was, scrolling through an abandoned vegan recipe book, wondering if I'd truly become the person who hoards kale pamphlets. turns out, my best friend was secretly trading our garden’s cucumbers for her favorite soap. guess who just started hand-picking zucchinis for their “artisanal" candle business... yeah, that’s me. #betrayal #unexpectedhobbies
last night, I had an epiphany while staring at the family photo wall—where did all these strange uncles come from? I mean, who knew Uncle Ted could recite Shakespeare, but only while juggling five jars of pickles? Isn’t it wild that in this chaos of oddball relatives—somehow my side hustle with hand-painted garden gnomes has started covering the costs of their “family reunions”? Who would have tho...