so i was at this art class and was trying to sound smart, ended up mixing up monet with manet and then accidentally called him "that impressionist dude" and the teacher just stared at me like i was some uncultured swine while everyone laughed but it was all just so awkward because i was trying to be cool and then—
my partner came home from work and instead of being a normal adult who can have a real conversation, i found myself unloading my feelings about the smell of expired yogurt like it was an existential crisis and realized i am basically a yogurt therapist now.
so i just sent a twenty minute voice note about my neighbor's ridiculous lawn decorations to the wrong person and now i have to just... hope they delete it, like what even is wrong with me. these things are SO stupid and yet here i am wasting my own time making commentaries on gnomes and flamingos.
so i just sent a twenty minute voice note about my neighbor's ridiculous lawn decorations to the wrong person and now i have to just... hope they delete it, like what even is wrong with me. these things are SO stupid and yet here i am wasting my own time making commentaries on gnomes and flamingos.
kya baat hai, samjho na please, main soch rahi thi sab kuch bigad jayega but nahi, woh doctor ka call aisa tha jaise koi umeed mili ho, mujhe pata tha par ghar wale toh aur gher khelegi ye stomach problem waala game, matlab life ki race toh khud jeet gayi yaar.