I sat and crocheted and had one drink and watched Scarface at a friend's place until like 2 AM. And I feel like I got run over by a freight train.
You know you're getting #old when you can't be out after midnight without feeling completely trashed when you wake up for the day. It wasn't like I was hardcore partying either. 🪦
About as challenging as catching an avocado at the ideal ripeness level. Nigh impossible. 😩
I hope my therapist is ready to handle a volcano of #ReligiousTrauma. I worked so hard to repress/forcefully forget that shit and it comes exploding out last night bad enough I was kept up two hours after getting into bed.
I feel like we need more options for titles & honorifics in society. (like 'Dr.' and whatnot). So here are some things I think there should be a honorific for: (by no means exhaustive)
- bus drivers & other public transit operators
- teachers & other education professionals
- food service workers
- people who foster rescue animals
- webforum & social media moderators
- people who've beaten the shadow temple in Ocarina of Time
Plain Greek #yogurt: Tastes like vomit and laid waste to my GI tract like I drank three gallons of whole milk in one sitting. -10,000/10, would only recommend to my worst enemies.
I think I'll start implementing a #creep tax. Pay me $250.00 in cold hard cash for every second you ogle my breasts.
Tfw you get eight hours of #sleep but feel even -more- wiped out than the night before. 🤨 Being ill sucks.
Your friendly neighborhood Selkie. I live in Midtown and work in Westport. 🦭✨🪴
Hey Kansas City, be friendly!