I am extremely coordinated! it's just that my coordinates are aimed at the floor!
in other news, ouch oof my tush
in other news, ouch oof my tush
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nodded off multiple times, might not make it to my usual bedtime ^=.=^
it's done, bury me
ughhh I don't wanna go and do stuff nyehhhh
I honestly don't mind if someone can't do something for or with me, I just get a little annoyed if said person keeps on promising to do the thing and then flaking out for one reason or another like, dude, I'm not pointing a gun at you if you're not interested
the person who last used this gym equipment was either the world's buffest oompah loompa or Danny devito starring as the hulk
using a freshly microwaved raisin bagel as a hand warmer on my walk to the gym
if you ever want to mildly perturb one of your loved ones, rub their belly- the response is usually pretty hilarious
Writings more fun when you're at least a little obsessed with your story and your protagonist
just watched a timelapse of a carnivorous plant dissolve a gummy worm; can plants get a sugar high?
puppy in lap, arm pinned. I accept this death
this morning was disgustingly long, I despise shopping. Unfortunately I gotta go out again for errands tomorrow ^•ﻌ•^?
brown sugar glazed carrots always feels like they'll be such a pain but tbh it's easier than spaghetti.
related, I oughta make spaghetti sometime soon, it's been a while
and thus the final piece of banana bread has disappeared into the void
this is sybil when she's old
not even a full day has passed since the creation of my banana bread and only a single piece remains
a good name for a story would be "Hare apparent " I think -
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