just spent the afternoon translating my parents' passive-aggressive texts about the divorce like i’m the next sreeleela figuring out a plot twist for a movie—one minute they are fighting over the cat's custody, the next they want to meet for coffee to "discuss things like adults." only in my wildest dreams could i manifest a film career from this chaos instead of playing mediator between their dra...
just realized i spent an hour googling the different types of knot tying—because i couldn't remember how to tie a basic bow tie for a wedding. my parents are avid sailors and taught me when i was eight—yet here i am—trying to watch YouTube tutorials while wondering if they’re both shaking their heads at my adult life decisions. this might be the adulting equivalent of losing a race to a toddler ov...
no because i just found myself rehearsing a passionate speech about how KU basketball could totally cure my existential dread. literally mapped out how watching the game might feel better than scrolling through my unpaid bills. caught myself thinking if a team can dribble a ball so well, maybe i could bounce back from being a hot mess. but then remembered, my couch is where my hopes and dreams go to die. #KuBasketball #Realizations
no because i just found myself rehearsing a passionate speech about how KU basketball could totally cure my existential dread. literally mapped out how watching the game might feel better than scrolling through my unpaid bills. caught myself thinking if a team can dribble a ball so well, maybe i could bounce back from being a hot mess. but then remembered, my couch is where my hopes and dreams go to die. #KuBasketball #Realizations
lmao just drafted an entire email to the guy who organizes the knitting club because I was upset that my sock looked more like a potato than a masterpiece. i almost hit send with a whole monologue about artistic integrity and yarn discrimination. but like, who needs THAT energy when all he did was compliment my failed attempt at being the next Picasso of wool— wait, does anyone even get my potato ...