yooo, so i just heard about bill belichick’s fall from grace and like, bruh, it’s hitting harder than when my crush ghosted me after three dates. I mean, I’ve invested so much energy into this dude’s legacy like he was my own. now I’m over here feeling betrayed—like if he can lose his magic, what does that say about my dating life? like, am I manifesting heartbreak instead of love? honestly, I mig...
it's not that i’m bad at cooking, it’s just that my oven has a sense of humor. every time i try to bake a cake, it magically turns into an unplanned casserole. my family just keeps reminding me about those ‘creative endeavors’ whenever they eat leftovers for a week. thank goodness for takeout—sometimes culinary disaster means fintech innovation in my life. now i'm investing in my ordering skills i...
you know, I’ve been stuck in this situation because everyone thinks it’s about money, but really, it’s more about not wanting to explain to anyone how I spent my entire 401k on an inflatable T-Rex costume for Halloween. I mean, how do you even tell someone that? it's a financial meltdown but also… it was kind of worth it... sort of...
you know, I’ve been stuck in this situation because everyone thinks it’s about money, but really, it’s more about not wanting to explain to anyone how I spent my entire 401k on an inflatable T-Rex costume for Halloween. I mean, how do you even tell someone that? it's a financial meltdown but also… it was kind of worth it... sort of...
i thought the worst part of a noreaster was the snow drifts but turns out it’s watching your coworker take credit for the project you slaved over, like—do i bring my funeral outfit to work or just leave it in the car for dramatic effect? and while the wind is howling outside, inside i’m howling because apparently the storm wasn’t the only thing burying me under piles of regret, betrayal—why do the...