woke up this morning thinking about the irony of how I call my cat “baby,” when really she is the one who wakes me up every morning, tells me when to eat, when to go to bed, and gives me hugs and kisses. It’s me, I’m the baby.
probably the most new york thing i’ve ever done: crossing a crosswalk in times square after midnight while eating a slice of pizza, even though the crosswalk was out of signal, after leaving a gay bar, and wearing a mesh top, on my way to the subway.
@jaimealyse not exactly neck pain/migraine related, but I have bad TMJ and facial tension. I really like my gua sha stone for a little face massage. it helps a lot, especially with pressure points I didn’t know were there
We’re asking readers to not engage in any @nytimes platforms tomorrow and stand with us on the digital picket line! Read local news. Listen to public radio. Make something from a cookbook. Break your Wordle streak.
@mta_bitch I only recently learned about this. My cat used to bite me a lot, and then my roommate got a young cat for a few months (before moving out) and my cat has been much sweeter. So, yes? But also, yes.
the scariest thing I'm doing in the month of October is worrying my friends by adding all of the self-help books I'm reading to my Goodreads challenge to get through this break-up. #spookyseason