[to the tune of “Tradition”]
🎶 … … what do we cook and dip into the fry sauce? 🎶
🎶 the papas. the papas. Potatoes! 🎶

🥔🥔🥔

was that anything?

The thing they don’t tell you about taking a research methods class is that for the rest of your life, you’ll find yourself seething over poorly written surveys.

I really hate it when I put off a task that I don’t want to do because it will take too much time, and then, after taking 3 hours to psych myself up to doing the task, I finally do it and I get it done and it took all of 20 minutes.

Just paid a mere $2.95/gallon for fuel!!!

some of u would rather use ChatGPT than chat with an LGBT

Walking past a kid talking on his cell phone, and all I hear is him yelling emphatically into the phone, “Mom! I don’t know how the dog got pregnant!”.

So, now I have that uncontextualized phrase in my head for the rest of forever.

Is there a word/phrase to describe when you’re nearly 30, but still kinda never totally outgrew the high-school-era fear of being judged/disliked/mocked/etc. by teenagers?

Imagining a hard, granular, Italian-style cheese produced in a small farming community on the western end of Idaho’s Treasure Valley, by a dairy farmer named Jonathan.

Call it “Parma Jon’s Parmesan”.

My brain is really super not working the way I need it to today and I want to cry! 😭