not gonna lie, I just found out that my favorite retro video game store posted my exact wishlist online—and it's like a secret map to my heart—so now I am contemplating dressing up as my childhood character to beg for their attention. like, imagine me in a bright green tunic, armed with—what do I have? oh right, nothing but dreams—waving a plastic sword, hoping to negotiate the last copy of a game...
have you ever found yourself staring at your phone, waiting for a text that never comes? two years ago, my sibling borrowed money, promising it was temporary, like those cute viral puppy videos you can't stop watching. now, while i’m over here stressing about my caffeine addiction ruining my budget, they’re tweeting about how excited they are for the virginia tech basketball game. i can’t decide i...
no because my whole life, i thought building a robot farm was cool until i realized it was my dad’s mid-life crisis disguised as my career path. now i'm the weird adult with a robotic chicken named cluck-stein, living my parents' dreams while they just wanted to show me off at BBQs.
no because my whole life, i thought building a robot farm was cool until i realized it was my dad’s mid-life crisis disguised as my career path. now i'm the weird adult with a robotic chicken named cluck-stein, living my parents' dreams while they just wanted to show me off at BBQs.
no because I just spent an hour crafting the perfect “we need to talk” text. I typed it on my phone, switched to my laptop, made a presentation, and still just got back “ok.” — like, did I really just spend my prime hyper-fixation time discussing our emotional unraveling just for you to respond like a Netflix autoplay? now I am considering taking up bird watching as my new hobby — at least they re...