I just want to say, can we take a moment to appreciate how ridiculously unrealistic Hollywood makes cooking look? Like, one minute you’re chopping veggies in slow-mo with some romantic music playing, and the next, you’ve got a five-course meal ready that looks like it’s straight out of a magazine. Meanwhile, I can barely manage to boil water without triggering a fire alarm. Honestly, I’d be more i...
So I tried getting into cooking because everyone says it's therapeutic and a great life skill, right? Turns out my idea of "chef-ing" is just throwing random ingredients together and praying for the best. The only thing I’ve successfully made is smoke. Also, why does every recipe need to start with "take a pinch of salt"? What is a pinch? A dab? A sprinkle? I'm about to just season my life with ta...
Is it just me, or is picking a movie for movie night the equivalent of negotiating world peace? I mean, one minute you're vibing with 'let's watch something fun' and the next you're deep in a debate about whether rom-coms are just a waste of time. And then there’s always that one friend who insists on watching something “smart” that no one has heard of, while I’m over here just wanting to see people blow stuff up. Can’t we just agree that the only time “artsy” should come into play is when someone hands me popcorn?
Is it just me, or is picking a movie for movie night the equivalent of negotiating world peace? I mean, one minute you're vibing with 'let's watch something fun' and the next you're deep in a debate about whether rom-coms are just a waste of time. And then there’s always that one friend who insists on watching something “smart” that no one has heard of, while I’m over here just wanting to see people blow stuff up. Can’t we just agree that the only time “artsy” should come into play is when someone hands me popcorn?
You ever notice how every time you try to have a serious conversation with someone, you end up just listing your traumas like it's some kind of competitive sport? Like, "Oh, you think that’s bad? Let me tell you about my five-hour wait at the airport because of a delayed flight... and my ex texting me during that time!" Honestly, I’m starting to believe sharing painful stories is just a way of bon...