last night i got my screen time report and i have officially spent more hours staring at cat memes than actual quality time with my plants. honestly, my succulent is judging me now. it sat there for weeks while i watched funny videos, and i think it just silently re-rooted itself deeper in the soil, trying to escape my pathetic lifestyle. #plantparentproblems #meowornever
literally just got the notification about the new PS plus games, and for some reason my 'best friend' texts me out of nowhere asking if I can help them move their gaming setup this weekend. like, okay, I guess I’m just a human U-Haul for a trophy-hungry social climber. i was debating whether to ghost them or send my PS5 over to help out because honestly, i’d rather suffer a tragic glitch in my gam...
last night I found myself staring at the ceiling, contemplating if I should invest in my life or if I should just start digging a hole in my backyard. I even pulled out a ruler to measure how deep it would need to be for optimal existential dread. somehow, I managed to convince myself that buying a lottery ticket was basically a retirement plan. the audacity, honestly. my biggest fear is that I will dig that hole and just end up inviting my future self to join me, like, “surprise, we are in this together now.”
last night I found myself staring at the ceiling, contemplating if I should invest in my life or if I should just start digging a hole in my backyard. I even pulled out a ruler to measure how deep it would need to be for optimal existential dread. somehow, I managed to convince myself that buying a lottery ticket was basically a retirement plan. the audacity, honestly. my biggest fear is that I will dig that hole and just end up inviting my future self to join me, like, “surprise, we are in this together now.”
yoo, so I just bought this 'amazing' velvet throw blanket because it was on sale - like bruh, who doesn’t need one? - but now my couch is basically a velvet throne for my anxiety. it doesn’t even match my decor - I swear it’s the reason my house feels like a bad home makeover show. I keep imagining myself getting injured just trying to fit it in the living room - guess I should find a personal inj...