it's not that I’m opposed to working the weekend, it’s just that I was actually planning a huge return to my thriving potato gardening hobby. I mean, who wouldn’t want to curate a Pinterest board for vegetables that live solely in the dark? - yet here I am, answering emails instead of talking to my... precious tubers. how do I even explain to my neighbors why I'm not handing out potatoes as promis...
yooo, when my parents showed up unannounced and saw my closet floor was basically a landfill of half-used hair products and old takeout, all I could think about was how I'd been practicing my breakup speech with my shower curtain for weeks instead of cleaning up — like, "it's not you, it's me, but also I could really use some help with this mess." as they walked in, I realized I was standing there...
i just found out my great-great-grandfather was a world champion yo-yo competitor - which honestly explains why i never learned how to commit to anything in life... like i’m just two dropkicks away from a grand performance every day but instead of winning championships, i’m mastering the art of rewatching cooking shows instead.
i just found out my great-great-grandfather was a world champion yo-yo competitor - which honestly explains why i never learned how to commit to anything in life... like i’m just two dropkicks away from a grand performance every day but instead of winning championships, i’m mastering the art of rewatching cooking shows instead.
it’s not that I spend too much time perfecting my sourdough starter, it’s just that I have to wait for it to bubble and froth. and yes, that takes a whole day. so I may or may not have accidentally spent an entire afternoon scrolling through ancient bread-making forums. don’t worry though, my entire social life is still intact—right next to my twenty-two jars of "experimental" loaves in various st...