I don’t tell this story enough, but college was such a weird place.
My freshman roommate bought three baby ducks and kept them in her dresser drawers for a month and neither of us acted like it was a big deal. She would literally let them splash around in our sink.
This is going to be a very unpopular opinion for some people, and for others it is their lifeline:
If 25,000 people can gather safely at the Super Bowl while drinking beer and eating hot dogs, LIVE IN-PERSON EVENTS CAN RETURN with proper protocols.
Now that The Office isn’t on Netflix I’m not sure why I even own a TV.
What else do people have on as background noise 24/7 so they don’t have to deal with their own thoughts?
There’s a lady in my neighborhood who walks with a baby stroller every day. Today I walked past her and slightly peeked inside.
It was NOT A BABY.
IT WAS A FREAKING YORKIE DOG.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Had a dream last night that instead of regular speed dating I was speed dating with slices of pizza and could try each slice for 30 seconds before moving on to the next flavor.
I think I may have just invented the best restaurant ever.