just realized i got into a full-blown parasocial beef with a fan account that has no idea i exist. i casually commented on their post about my favorite fictional cat and they attacked me for it—like, was it a THREAT to their fan base? and then i found myself crafting an entire rebuttal in my notes about how cats deserve recognition for their emotional labor—like, how do i justify that? now i feel ...
last night, i realized i was so invested in my thoughts about that guy on the bus who looked like trent williams, i accidentally practiced asking him if he knew anything about blockchains in the mirror. he had a whole backstory as an accountant living with a ferret named cryptocurrency. i just wanted to know if he preferred coffee or tea, and instead, i rehearsed an economic debate with someone wh...
just got assigned to mentor someone in miniature diorama building and honestly, i have literally never even made a snow globe. they asked me what kind of glue to use, and i panicked, suggested hot glue, then realized i actually use it for fixing my life choices. so now i'm Googling "how to build a forest in a shoebox" like it’s a life skill i needed for a college application.
just got assigned to mentor someone in miniature diorama building and honestly, i have literally never even made a snow globe. they asked me what kind of glue to use, and i panicked, suggested hot glue, then realized i actually use it for fixing my life choices. so now i'm Googling "how to build a forest in a shoebox" like it’s a life skill i needed for a college application.
it's not that i can't pay rent. it's just that my paycheck arrives after my current existential crisis, which is great timing because my boss is still on the hunt for a "team player." meanwhile, the only team i'm part of is the "lyon fc fan club" i joined during my lunch break, staring at the wall while contemplating my life choices. so here i am, ready for a funeral—dressed to the nines—but the o...