not gonna lie, i just spent twenty minutes googling what happens when you give a duck bread. like, LITERALLY nobody around me would care about this. i can already hear my parents judging my life choices as if they have not been feeding me the wrong lunch ideas for twenty years.
honestly, I just voice texted my deepest, darkest desire to own a tiny llama farm and raised an entire herd of judgmental but oddly motivational llamas. now my phone thinks I want to be a llama influencer, and I don’t even own a cactus... but what if they start giving me life advice, you know?
it's not that I’m paranoid or anything, it's just... I was testing my voice-to-text feature and accidentally dictated my THOUGHTS instead of a grocery list. I could hear myself saying “Maybe the plants in my house are judging my life choices, especially the one that survived a hurricane but not my career,” and then I thought, wait, am I crazy? just praying nobody in the grocery store starts giving me advice on horticulture after hearing that. #whydidIthinkthat #nobodyisreadyforthis
it's not that I’m paranoid or anything, it's just... I was testing my voice-to-text feature and accidentally dictated my THOUGHTS instead of a grocery list. I could hear myself saying “Maybe the plants in my house are judging my life choices, especially the one that survived a hurricane but not my career,” and then I thought, wait, am I crazy? just praying nobody in the grocery store starts giving me advice on horticulture after hearing that. #whydidIthinkthat #nobodyisreadyforthis
wait, so my side hustle is now covering all my expenses while I sit here watching Sydney weather news about fires, and I’m seriously questioning if I should change my plans for dinner to just soup in a bread bowl because that’s what I assume survival tastes like? I think I’ve reached a level of adulthood where I’m on first-name basis with the local thrift store manager, but I won’t name names beca...