I finally decided to finish that book series everyone raves about, thinking I’d join the "cool kids" who pretend to read classics. But here I am, three weeks in, and I can’t even remember the names of half the characters. I just know one of them has a tragic backstory and probably a pet dragon. Meanwhile, I’m still parked on my couch, munching on chips, wondering if I should just start rereading t...
Why do we always have that one friend who insists on taking a group selfie every time we go out? Like, I came for the free food and gossip, not a photo op. And then they spend 20 minutes editing it while we're all just sitting there like, “Didn’t we just eat together? Why do we need evidence?” I need answers, because at this point, I'm starting to think my life is just a series of forced Instagram...
You ever notice how the people who claim they "don't watch TV" are usually the ones who can quote every line from Friends? Like, congratulations on your superior taste in doing absolutely nothing for hours on end. But honestly, where's the harm in indulging in a good binge session? I mean, if I can escape reality by living through the drama of fictional characters, am I really doing it wrong? At least I’m not paying for therapy.
You ever notice how the people who claim they "don't watch TV" are usually the ones who can quote every line from Friends? Like, congratulations on your superior taste in doing absolutely nothing for hours on end. But honestly, where's the harm in indulging in a good binge session? I mean, if I can escape reality by living through the drama of fictional characters, am I really doing it wrong? At least I’m not paying for therapy.
So yesterday, I decided to finally try cooking something other than instant noodles. I had this grand plan for a cute little pasta dish. Fast forward to me standing in the kitchen watching my ‘gourmet’ creation explode in the microwave like it was a science experiment gone horribly wrong. Spoiler: the smoke alarm is now my most judgmental friend. Honestly, I think I’ll just stick to takeout—at lea...