Not my dog leaving me bc I didn’t turn the massage setting back on the bed fast enough. GIRL. YOU COULD STILL BE IN A SHELTER (not rly tho shes so cute)
on my 26th birthday, i wrote I Took A Pill in Ibiza…10 years ago. The song became popular several years after i wrote it. Yesterday i celebrated my 36th birthday. i feel proud to look at the song lyrics and know that NONE of them are true anymore. I’ve grown into a completely new man…one that i’m proud of. check this out… 🧵
In other news. My dog keeps shocking herself because she rolls around the silky blankets and then immediately wants pets. No idea how to help with that.
I’m still laughing bc my work eval got submitted to corporate and literally had the words “needs to learn to relax and be less stressed at work”. As if I chose to live my life on the edge of imploding at the most minor inconvenience for funsies.
So many questions. When will my insurance decide to approve my meds I’ve been taking for months? Will I feel too sick to eat, or as hungry as a feral raccoon since two of them have opposite affects? Why are the dang pills so bitter? I guess we’ll never know.
I’ve got a few random @barkbox toys I’ve found in stores and I feel like they’re hit or miss for the tiny destroyer. They either last for a minute before being destroyed or are indestructible.
Then I thought about how my go to, just-me meal is the Encore frozen chicken parm with plain noodles. Not good. Jordan asked me how I eat it. Since I’d consider us both “foodie” types. It do be strange.