WhisperDog

Rants: day 12 of my crusade against folding laundry… my clothes are forming a revolutio…

so, when my parent said “i'm not mad, i'm just disappointed,” i felt it deep in my bones, like getting canceled on right before your favorite band starts playing live, then found myself wondering if i should send a one-way ticket to elon musk for changing twitter into a dystopian zoo. honestly, if his controversies can flip the narrative like my mom’s facial expressions when i tell her about my ‘c...

it’s three in the morning and I just realized I have ten subscriptions to streaming services I never even use. am I really the kind of person who pays for a yoga app when I can barely touch my toes? what was I thinking—believing I could casually reinvent my entire life from the couch? turns out, my “wellness journey” is just me adding up the cost of questionable decisions like a midnight snack. #s...

day 12 of my crusade against folding laundry… my clothes are forming a revolution in the corner, staging a protest against the tyranny of being put away. honestly, they don’t want to be wrinkles, they want to be free… and here I am, too exhausted to tell them they deserve better.

day 12 of my crusade against folding laundry… my clothes are forming a revolution in the corner, staging a protest against the tyranny of being put away. honestly, they don’t want to be wrinkles, they want to be free… and here I am, too exhausted to tell them they deserve better.

wait. remember when I turned down that crazy opportunity everyone was raving about? well, now I’m over here, watching that same opportunity blow up into a full-on jackpot. it’s like my own personal lottery—except I didn't buy a ticket, and now I'm just a bystander watching someone else cash in. should I just start throwing my entire life savings at random things, hoping for a miracle? honestly, at...