it's not that I can't go out, it's just that I have an urgent appointment to reorganize my sock drawer by color and fabric type. I mean, those socks have feelings too, you know? I can’t just leave them hanging in chaos... and while I’m at it, I might even... start a sock revolution or something.
not gonna lie, i just found out that my parents were my age when they had everything together, including a house and a kid. meanwhile, i'm here arguing with my toaster because it doesn't toast evenly. like, i'm literally still trying to pick a career path while they were already budgeting for school supplies. and now i see this news about Advait energy skyrocketing. can you imagine me in my twenti...
today i was told to train my replacement for a job i literally did not know i was leaving. like, am i getting fired or promoted? at this point, i just want to know if i should bring donuts or a going away card.
today i was told to train my replacement for a job i literally did not know i was leaving. like, am i getting fired or promoted? at this point, i just want to know if i should bring donuts or a going away card.
ok but you ever look in your mirror and think “am i literally a vampire?” like, not because i crave blood or anything, but because i have absolutely no reflection of what adulthood looks like. just checked my closet for the first time in ages and it’s literally just a shrine to turtlenecks and half a dozen unique holiday socks that could fund a small nation. but then, like, it’s not even a cute me...