Two flights, one bird strike, three hours of delay, two airline sandwiches and an Uber ride later, I’m finally home and reunited with my gudetama pjs ♥️
My father at my age today: married executive with one child, a Mercedes Benz, five hundred briefcases and a proper shaving kit with soap brush.
Me today: wears a Hello Kitty t-shirt to work.
I had the whole gym to myself at 6 am so I seized the opportunity to try all those exercises I’m too embarrassed to do in public because I have no clue how to do them properly and I failed at all of them like a boss 💪🏼
If I could change one thing about this app, I’d stop it from showing me a glimpse of a cool tweet the moment I open my feed and then immediately swallowing said tweet forever 😡
Since my preferred sportswear brand chose to make itself radioactive by dithering over the unditherable, I’m on the market for a new one. I think imma get this.
Ok it’s a TRILLION degrees outside and it’s been a LONG week and it’s only Wednesday and I’m two drinks in, so please accept my apologies in advance for whatever nonsense I may tweet, DM or send by carrier pigeon 😙
Spent the whole day “on” with my work team at an amusement park and had a blast, but my social battery is now DEPLETED for the next six months. Happy weekend, everybody! 💛