My favorite part of the halftime show has got to be the Bengals kicker sitting by himself on bench to watch the performance rather than going into the locker rooms with the rest of the team.
You do you, boo.
Like, I don't care about swimming that much but I feel obligated to have the Olympics on in the background? It's my patriotic duty to sort of watch these slippery fucks do shit that I simply cannot #TokyoOlympics
Cocktail naming competition at work and I just submitted the following:
The "You're an accountant? Can you do my taxes?" except instead of a cocktail it's a shot
Trying to keep the election day anxiety in check by crocheting.
TBD on if it's actually doing anything other than shortening my Christmas Crafting list.