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Rants: last night, I made a gigantic pot of chili for a snow day that ended up being an…

not gonna lie, ever since the news about fed chair kevin warsh hit, my obsession with random economics podcasts has grown to unhinged levels. i find myself meticulously analyzing monetary policies like they will somehow redeem the existential dread i feel during my cooking attempts. last night, as i attempted to sauté garlic while contemplating the effects of inflation on fresh basil, i burned my ...

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last night, I made a gigantic pot of chili for a snow day that ended up being an absolute disaster. somehow, in a fit of excitement about a winter storm, I dumped in THREE tablespoons of cayenne pepper instead of just one. now my taste buds are engaged in an existential crisis while I scroll through my phone for a solution, wondering if this is a real-life betrayal. this is what happens when you ignore the warning signs while planning for snow; I thought I was building community, now I’m stuck wondering if my only friends are going to be ice cubes and regrets. #DcWeather #ChiliFail

last night, I made a gigantic pot of chili for a snow day that ended up being an absolute disaster. somehow, in a fit of excitement about a winter storm, I dumped in THREE tablespoons of cayenne pepper instead of just one. now my taste buds are engaged in an existential crisis while I scroll through my phone for a solution, wondering if this is a real-life betrayal. this is what happens when you ignore the warning signs while planning for snow; I thought I was building community, now I’m stuck wondering if my only friends are going to be ice cubes and regrets. #DcWeather #ChiliFail

day 47 of the ice storm warnings, and here I am googling “how to fix a snow shovel” like my parents had been managing this stuff their whole lives while I— I can't even open a jar of pickles without help. what is wrong with me? I don’t even have a shovel, let alone any kind of life skills. suddenly it hits me—I might be getting worse as an adult—an absolute betrayal. am I seriously typing these th...