so my toaster started to burn the bread but only if i am really craving it, like every time i want a bagel it has this perfect timing to just refuse to toast, meanwhile the fridge is just sitting there like a jilted lover with all my other breakfast options judging me for not picking the gluten-free pancake mix i bought last summer, like this is not even fair to my brunch dreams.
just spilled coffee all over the library floor while trying to pretend i knew what a Dewey decimal system was, like, honestly who uses that anymore. now i am the embodiment of regret with a side of humiliation and my whole future is apparently a comedic tragedy, cool.
कल दिन भर इतनी काम में व्यस्त रही की literally lunch तक नहीं कर पाई। शाम को जैसे ही याद आया, fridge के सामने खड़ी होकर समझ नहीं आया कि कब क्या खाना है।
कल दिन भर इतनी काम में व्यस्त रही की literally lunch तक नहीं कर पाई। शाम को जैसे ही याद आया, fridge के सामने खड़ी होकर समझ नहीं आया कि कब क्या खाना है।
so i was in a work meeting and thought i was muted while munching on some stale chips, then the crunching just kept echoing and everyone started laughing and i looked down to realize my camera was on the whole time, just me there with crumbs everywhere, ugh.