I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with the fact that, while humans aren’t supposed to be able to smell a dog being in heat, I am, very clearly…

Here is a person, watch her work, watch her nae nae: Kawaii-ifying my iPad, learning Korean, in deep work mode listening to the lofi Pokémon playlist on Spotify. Slap me.

Does anybody else recognize the habit of suddenly listening to Mitski’s “Francis Forever” on single repeat for three hours straight?

Lemonade got a free treat from the pet store: a nylon bite ring with edible bits. She’s so obsessed with it that she keeps walking around with it while whining, hiding it behind curtains and doors whenever she gets the chance.

I’m slowly sinking into a YouTube rabbit hole about one of the participants in the television series “Love after Lockup” and I don’t know what’s happening.

I was today years old when I learned it’s “long covid”, not “lung covid”.