Ever since I got pregnant my sleep schedule has changed entirely and I’m somehow a morning person now, which means I’m waking up at least 4 hours earlier than my husband. This now means he wakes up to several text messages of my morning stream of consciousness. Poor guy.
PSA: If you’ve never been to a bar before in your life, or I’ll go so far as to say if this is your first day on fucking planet earth, Halloween is not the damn night to go to a bar. What the fuck was that shit?
“Omg there is so much pressure to get your life together before you turn 30” every weekend I watch 30+ year olds behave like absolute children and animals. I dare say there isn’t enough pressure.
I keep so many of my judgmental thoughts to myself for the safety of everyone’s feelings and tbh maybe I should just start saying shit out loud again. Fuck y’all
To all upcoming fantasy RPGs: please include a ball. I promise we always want a ball. BG3 should have had a ball. Veilguard should have had a ball. Please more fantasy galas and balls in video games in the very near future.
Remember when I worked a corporate job and was so depressed that I literally had a sticky note attached to my monitor with a list of reasons to keep going? And when I left that job people acted like I was crazy?
Sent over documents and files to get artwork done for not one but two of my D&D characters and an actual mini for one of them after almost 3 years of using a stand-in. Future me is going to be so excited.
For the past 2 weeks I have found myself lost in thought, zoning out randomly throughout the day. My poor husband will ask “what’s up?” And I will pathetically respond “thinking about Arcane again.”