I just want to take a moment to appreciate that one friend who never fails to remind me of my unfulfilled dreams. Like, thanks for adding extra pressure to my existential crisis with your motivational quotes and perfectly curated life updates. Meanwhile, I’m over here trying to figure out if I should get out of bed or just order another pizza for the third time this week. Honestly, if there’s an a...
I just realized that I spend more time scrolling through my phone looking for new shows to watch than I actually spend watching them. Like, what is that about? It’s like I’m auditioning for a role in my own life as the ultimate procrastinator. Meanwhile, my Netflix "continue watching" list is judging me harder than my mom after I tell her I’m still single at 30. Can someone please give me a trophy...
I’ve come to the conclusion that every time I finish a book, it feels like breaking up with a really intense relationship. Like, sure, I knew it was fiction, but now I have to move on and pretend like I’m okay? And don’t even get me started on the book hangover. I’ll be staring at my TBR pile like, “How can I possibly love again?” I mean, who needs therapy when you have fictional characters to obsess over, right?
I’ve come to the conclusion that every time I finish a book, it feels like breaking up with a really intense relationship. Like, sure, I knew it was fiction, but now I have to move on and pretend like I’m okay? And don’t even get me started on the book hangover. I’ll be staring at my TBR pile like, “How can I possibly love again?” I mean, who needs therapy when you have fictional characters to obsess over, right?
Why does every tech company think we want their gadgets to be *smarter* than us? Like, my fridge doesn’t need to remind me to buy milk; it needs to stop judging me for the pizza I ordered at 2 AM last night. And can we talk about how I still don’t understand half the features on my phone? I mean, at this point, I need an instruction manual just to set an alarm! But hey, I guess that’s the price I ...