Very vocal about wanting to get my three WIPs (two afghans and one cardigan) done before spring and then going to Michael’s and buying yarn for a new project. 🤐
Everything’s going well on this Monday morning despite not sleeping more than 45 minutes at a time all night because I was worried I’d oversleep for work. Which is wild considering I don’t have job.
Oscillating between knowing I need to break up with someone but also desperately wishing they’d text me back (even after they stood me up yesterday and also haven’t responded to my texts since then 🫶🏼) (we’ve been dating a year btw)
Walk of shame but instead of walking I’m on a Lime scooter and instead of leaving a man’s house, I’m leaving my best friend’s house.
I’m supposed to go out and have fun tonight but I’m actually so deeply on one. There will be no fun to be had.
A true mystery is why are my glasses always absolutely disgustingly filthy the morning after I drink too much. What is happening to my glasses in these bars?
No one ask me about the difficulties of crochet patterns. I’ve been crocheting for 30 years and to me, as long as you know how to read, every pattern is easy peasy.
If one more person who lives in the Bay Area or New York tells me I need to consider in person roles in my field, I will scream.
Should I get a tattoo that says HOMES is where the Heart is?
You know I’m lame in my old age bc the house smells like shit weed and it’s pissing me off so bad.
Incredible we went a whole season of Amazon Race Canada without them playing the clip from their podcast where Eamon says they want to do the “real” Amazing Race and not Amazing Race Canada bc it’s lame.
Ever have the Sunday Scaries although you don’t have the Monday Jobbies?
Genuinely one of my favorite things is coming home from a night out and binge eating the contents of my kitchen.
Still violently hungover and now walking 20 minutes to dinner in flats and nice jeans on the most humid day man has ever known.
I’m too hungover to emotionally handle my podcast app having a whole UI overhaul this morning.
Applying to hybrid roles in Chicago and demanding to know how hybrid is hybrid.
Although I updated my LinkedIn that I was laid off Tuesday, it is still telling people today is my 2 year anniversary. How embarrassing for me.
So bad at being unemployed that I sat down at my desk this morning to finish up my severance paperwork and apply for unemployment and then found myself just sitting here on Tiktok like it's a normal workday. I could be watching Tiktok from bed. There's no rules anymore.
Not having to set an alarm should feel liberating but it’s actually the first time all day I’ve felt the crippling weight and anxiety of unemployment.
Got laid off today, looking for suggestions on what all consuming hobby I can take up.
I left my house today at 7am and am just now getting home at 1am with a raging cold and a deep exhaustion and not a single interesting story to share.
I just know this bad boy has Picture to Burn (Homophobic Version) on it and I will be tracking down a 30 pin charger to prove it.
Somehow me agreeing to take my sister to the IKEA in Schaumburg has turned into us “spending the day in Chicago” tomorrow.
Unfortunately I’m violently mad over the results of the Michigan vs Western Michigan game.
I love seeing the random shit people I went to high school with post for sale on fb marketplace.
Why is David Crowley’s campaign sending text messages like A in Pretty Little Liars?
Ah yes, I forgot I can’t leave my home between the hours of 8:30-9:30am and 3:30-4:30pm for the next nine months.