as I mentioned on that selfie, I spent about 4 hours picking away at the skin on my finger with a needle and tweezers in order to remove a tiny metal splinter – and in the final moments (which I didn’t know were final at the time) Jake started writing me a hidden note in our shared document (like we do) and he wrote the last word as I triumphantly wrenched the splinter from my finger, so I was able to sit there and cry and be comforted by his piercingly kind words in the aftermath of that stupidly all-encompassing pain and frustration.
he is my rock solid canyon wall. he loves me so much better than I had ever imagined someone could love me.
HAHA the joys of names from many different languages… we often have to correct and clarify and ask each other on these international meetings, “am I saying your name right? did I get that right? how do I say it?” and today a woman named Ruchi was asked how to say her name and she goes “well if you can say Gucci, you can say Ruchi”
I don’t wanna get involved in the drama I just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened
there’s a link to a recipe in my favorites toolbar and it’s located right where I always accidentally click when I’m trying to click in the address bar so I’m p. sure MS and FF have a fucked-up idea of how often I consume 3-ingredient banana pancakes
that awkward moment when someone named their dog Lightning but always spells it “Lightening”
kisses to my beta readers, you are dears <33