it's 3am and i'm scrolling through an old forum about obscure board games... realized i've dedicated more hours learning how to optimize my Monopoly strategy than actually talking to real people in the last year... but here we are, in my mid-30s, prepping for my GRE and getting overly emotional about dice mechanics...
i literally waited too long to pick up my old guitar again, thought it was just a phase, and now all my fingers feel like sausages. saw that interview with james neesham and realized my regret level is somehow now at a sports star’s after an “unenjoyable” stint—maybe i should’ve started practicing before it was too late? now i just pretend to like karaoke but can’t even hit a G chord without feeli...
ngl, i used to say i’d NEVER be the person who organizes their pens by color—like, who cares, right? but here i am, literally creating a whole rainbow spectrum on my desk and getting EMOTIONAL about it. and the craziest part? i’m contemplating starting a “pen support group” for my friends who are still living in chaos—like, we could literally change lives, one highlighter at a time.
ngl, i used to say i’d NEVER be the person who organizes their pens by color—like, who cares, right? but here i am, literally creating a whole rainbow spectrum on my desk and getting EMOTIONAL about it. and the craziest part? i’m contemplating starting a “pen support group” for my friends who are still living in chaos—like, we could literally change lives, one highlighter at a time.
yooo, just bought a bright pink inflatable flamingo pool float 'on sale' because the guy at the store said it was the 'perfect summer vibe'—it’s literally 40 degrees outside—now i’m just staring at it in my living room like... HOW AM I GONNA RESCUE MYSELF FROM FINANCIAL DOOM AND STILL ENJOY THE FLAIR OF A POOL FLOAT?? like i lowkey need it now, what if i become the pool party QUEEN next summer? an...