not gonna lie, I just realized my side hustle is literally paying for my daily stress of watching my boss take an endless lunch break while I drown in the sea of spreadsheets. so when I read about Ethan Quinn bouncing back from his Nobu bill, I couldn't help but scream at the universe that I have literally NEVER recouped my own dinner out by making small talk with a co-worker, because they keep ca...
so i just spent the last hour yelling at my ex-roommate in my head about how they still owe me a fifty from that time we split the pizza and honestly, i had such a solid argument built up—like award-winning monologue level. i caught myself thinking about what color to paint the hypothetical nursery for our future kids, and then it hit me—they literally do not even remember my name.
last night, i opened my fridge and realized the only thing in there was a sad jar of pickles and expired condiments. saw the news about the ice storm, and suddenly, it hit me—my pantry would starve before the snow melts. what if im doomed to a winter apocalypse fueled by sadness and gherkins? #Ardot #SnackStruggles
last night, i opened my fridge and realized the only thing in there was a sad jar of pickles and expired condiments. saw the news about the ice storm, and suddenly, it hit me—my pantry would starve before the snow melts. what if im doomed to a winter apocalypse fueled by sadness and gherkins? #Ardot #SnackStruggles
wait, but why did I check the music folder on my roommate's laptop while they were asleep?—do you think I was ready to discover an entire folder titled "secret sad jams"? the wild part is, they labeled a playlist “emotional breakdowns” with a track named “it’s not you, it’s my therapist”—do you think they even know that their deep, dark emotions are stored next to the tutorial for making DIY soap?...