Tag: humor

miscellaneous ·

This post believes that I just live in this heap of junk I call “my body.”

This heap of junk is currently unwell. I feel a flu coming and while I detest it  I wonít let it hinder the growth of my blogging prowess. Did that even make sense? I’m sorry. It’s the meds talking. Believe me,  this is NOT how I imagined spending my weekend. A long weekend at that  too! I’ve had glorious  glamorous plans. And  being the awesome troglodyte that I am, I dreamed of catching up on my kdramas and Asian horror movies, of checking and planning on my content calendar, of creating more posts for my kdrama website,  et cetera. Earth-shattering stuff, really. But my body betrayed me once again. And so my grand plans will have to wait until I’m feeling better.

But here  let me entertain you with this week’s post while you’re here. Might was well make it worth your while  eh?

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life ·

Mac Mini things that my successor will inherit if I ever resign from work

Here are some of things that my descendant will inherit with my Mac Mini, if I didn’t wipe it clean of any traces of me before handing it off to them.

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life ·

Life Update, featuring midnight snack level “very terrible”, a song that won’t just get out of my head, and crushing (hard. very hard) on a (not so new) artist + dimples! Do I have a thing for them now?

Then again maybe not…

Midnight. I get hungry and decide to whip up a concoction: a can of tuna flakes, a spoonful of sesame oil, a generous serving of pepper, some onions, and mayonnaise. Mix them together. Toast a bread or two. Et voilà! Midnight snack right in front you! Made painlessly! Best paired with chocolate drink or strawberry yogurt milk. No? Am I the only one who pairs tuna sandwiches with those?

Anything remotely related to cooking has never been my strongest suit. And let’s get it straight: I don’t even like cooking. I roll my eyes, maybe even shudder, at just the thought of it. Clearly, I can never romanticize a domestic life when put that way. And in case you were wondering: The tuna spread tasted… interesting. 😅 I think it was the sesame oil I decided to add just because. Don’t ask. Sometimes, even I question my own life decisions.

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