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#I miss my dishwasher
isfjmel-phleg · 2 months
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wearing rings is so gender. im gonna wear rings tomorrow and look pretty on Purpose.
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shreddies-scribbles · 5 months
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something something grian having to bring his best friend to the nether ultimately leading to his death then next session having to bring a new “best friend” to the overworld and constantly being afraid of losing him…
there’s gotta be something poetic in this right ?
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soldier-poet-king · 14 days
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I'm romanticizing tf out of this i know but the most basic of things like being able to leave the house without accounting and walking to run my errands and being able to turn up the heat because I run cold. Like. The most basic of freedoms. AND catching up on myyears long sleep debt??
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silveredsticks · 2 hours
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when companies send out surveys that are like 'how likely are you to recommend our products to friends and colleagues' and there's a scale from one to ten, they're missing several scales that i would like to tell them about, such as a ten-number scale of 'how likely are you to buy anything from us ever again' and also 'how likely are you to tell friends and colleagues to stay away at all costs' and perhaps most importantly, ten number scale of 'how appealing is the idea of charging into our store with a steel pipe and causing massive property damage'
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thunderpounce-inc · 9 months
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So I just ordered something, and I have some very choice ideas on how to get it clean enough for my liking
(I have OCD and trauma relating to cleanliness)
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No idea where he was stored prior to me getting him, but he's old and used (and damaged), so I'm going to guess a garage or something like that
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Mold mites die when exposed to temperatures over 160F for at least 30 minutes
OH SHIT THE RESULTS ARE IN!!!
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ryanxross · 3 months
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my grandmother had a horrible fall and I’ll probably need to spend the rest of the week at her place and i spent like 40 minutes yesterday thinking she was dead or dying and calling the hospital trying to figure out what was going on because my fucking uncle left me an incompressible voicemail message of himself sobbing saying something about my grandmother and the hospital and my roommate KNOWS all of this and still today kept nagging me about “sorting out the dishwasher” ie scheduling a time for a repairman to come. For reference the dishwasher isn’t flooding the apartment or flooding at all period and we have a perfectly good ginormous double sink we can hand wash dishes in. And yet somehow this fucking dishwasher should be my most pressing matter
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3am lads does anyone have advice for sleeping when you are so so stressed
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binch-i-might-be · 5 months
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to celebrate I got a new energy drink and it really fucking slaps
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monochromatictoad · 5 months
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I have an incredibly strong urge to write a specific type of fanfic for Gabastle.
Hear me out. The Castle infantilizes Gabriel.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it treats Gabriel like he wasn't a knight that could easily defend himself, but like a child who can't do anything for himself. It's like another layer of codependency I adore with this ship. It frames it as, "My prince, the humans you knew were so awful to you. You are royalty, why should you ever have to lift a finger?" Or like "Oh, my prince, we will do this for you. All you must do is stay there, and not worry about anything." Or even "My prince, you would not understand this diplomatic talk. Let the Toymaker handle this, and we'll take you back to the throne, where you are more comfortable."
Anyways, I'm having thoughts and ideas.
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isfjmel-phleg · 2 years
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After night after night of doing dishes by myself, it was a joy to sit on the counter and talk with someone while she did half the dishes (and then we switched off).
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wanted: someone else to do the dishes.
please. I'll gladly do laundry. I love laundry. I'll cook if there's someone else to eat it (I eat ingredients when im 'cooking' for myself). I'll clean the bathroom. I'll even put the dry dishes away. But please someone help the dishes keep piling up on the counter when im not looking. I'm eating off the cutting board with my fingers. my countertop is not visible. it's a dire situation here.
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lucydacusgirl · 2 years
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I hate painting my nails and then having to wash the dishes. People who just painted their nails should be exempt from washing the dishes.
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bones-sprouts · 2 years
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he has to do the dishes
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eudico-my-beloved · 1 month
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I fucking hate my culinary class table group soooo bad i should be allowed to hit them with carrots i think
#They made me do basically everything while they got chairs and phones wayy before they were supposed to except for the dishwasher#At least she offered to help occasionally AND did her work (tho i did steal it towards the end but i voluntarily did it so. Doesnt count)#Im literally missing like a quarter of a nail on one hand on top of the usual joint and back pains and migranes and i was sous today#But noo the executive who should be doing the most is the guy who sits on his ass the whole time and has his earbuds in all the time and#Half asses everything like. Bitch why the FUCK you in culinary if you dont wanna do shit and just eat!!!!!!#He only does things when hes forced to do them like. The fuckers were on their phones while i had to squeeze the water out of shredded#and sweated zucchinis while also trying to keep my injured finger from coming in contact with the water#and i barely got the executive to help squeeze the water for like. Less than a minute while i went to grab smth#Before he just dumped the still too wet zucchini into the mixing bowl and he just went back to sitting on his ass#Also while i was cutting the green onions and mincing he was supposed to be start mixing the batter but he just stood there and did nothing#i had to make the batter and while i was writing on the zucchinis i only then realized that after shredding the zucchini no one started the#sweating process and just left it there. And watched me mix the batter instead and i had to hurriedly dump the zucchini#And forced them to add the salt and toss it while i brought the dirty dishes to the dishwasher#And by the time we drained the zucchini and mixed it into the batter the class was halfway through and everyone else was eating and shit.#So while i fried the rest of them just watched hells kitchen#At leas the dishwasher offered to help shes a fucking godsend#And we also got them to fry the last one so. While it isnt much and it amounts to absolutely nothing we did get them to do something at lea#And dont even get me started on the state of the kitchen that we come to all the time#The previous class just leaves everything dirty and when i got the pan out all three were all greasy and sticky and gross#And the mixing bowls were yucky and encrusted in some unknown white substance#I washed them all#And i am so very fucking mad even though its been 4 hours since the class#I need to explode all of the fuckers NOW
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