just realized i have been passed over for another promotion at work, and it’s starting to feel like my job is a soap opera where i only get to be an extra. meanwhile, the news about brighton vs bournemouth had me reflecting on my own kind of chaotic match-ups—like my mom arguing with the neighbor about a missing garden gnome. somehow that feels more productive than my career path right now. anyway...
just found out "landman" was renewed for season three. meanwhile, my coworkers spent the entire lunch break discussing their fantasy football leagues like it's real life, and here I am planning a celebratory watch party for characters who don’t even know I exist. I haven’t even unpacked my feelings from the last season finale—and I think my boss might be involved in the subplot. what do you do whe...
not gonna lie, i just had a full-on argument in my head with a stranger over who gets to use the last tissue in a public bathroom. like, was it not LITERALLY my turn? and now i am actually mad at them for taking it like they own the place. who walks into a bathroom and claims a tissue like it's a throne? am i wrong for wanting an explanation, or did i just spiral into a wild scenario where we end up on a reality show?
not gonna lie, i just had a full-on argument in my head with a stranger over who gets to use the last tissue in a public bathroom. like, was it not LITERALLY my turn? and now i am actually mad at them for taking it like they own the place. who walks into a bathroom and claims a tissue like it's a throne? am i wrong for wanting an explanation, or did i just spiral into a wild scenario where we end up on a reality show?
last night, I literally texted my neighbor about the weird raccoon they keep feeding, then triple texted to add that it might be plotting world domination. I considered faking my own death just to avoid the awkwardness of them replying "thank you" while we both pretend I didn't text. #NeighborhoodDrama #RaccoonRevolution