The hardest working kitchen appliance are the ovens in Italian kitchens. I’m in awe of it, cooking ham, turkey and biscuits.

How horrible can you be as a human being? I think we all know who is trying to prove they’re the worst.

Donate to United Way / Because we won’t raise your pay

There’s a point where you’re in so much pain that you’re not thinking about anything but the pain. I’m at that point now.

Anyone have a song that brings back vivid memories of the past? Felt like I went back in time for four minutes this morning.

Me: I’m feeling lonely.
Google Rewards: Have you been shopping for bridal wear?
AI is so dumb.
I don’t have the money to pull a Liz Lemon and buy a wedding dress for no reason. But I will go eat a large quantity of ham sometime soon.

I really wish I could be happy. I feel miserable right now and I feel guilty for being miserable all the time. I’m stuck in a cycle that is vicious and seemingly endless. I just want love and comfort but that feels like too much to ask.

Hey, I know being a millennial we’re not known for being the most grown up. But I could afford a house if I didn’t have a car or car insurance. And cut down on my nasty food and electricity habits.

Of course there’s a Patriots train tonight and even the MBTA workers don’t know the track it’s on. There definitely aren’t multiple signs at the station. I’m not looking forward to going home tonight.

When people kiss in public, it grosses me out because I feel like I’m invading their space. Especially making out. Like, am I just supposed to disappear?

I miss the cranky conductor on the morning train. The new guy lets people get on with bikes, even though the train will get full. We’re at the fourth stop and I’m already packed in by two bike riders.

I’ve been reading Facebook lately and it terrifies me how its basically 90% people using their platform to push their own personal agendas. The rest is AI slop people pass off as real for some reason.

I’m definitely not drunk at a work event, complaining to my favorite automaker that they’re like the Red
Sox.

Starting to realise that whenever someone is trending, they’re either dead or have done something bad.