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Hello and welcome back to the weekend link dump! I love that spring is here, reminding us all that it was never that serious. You don’t actually hate your life! You were just cold, and that’s okay. I’m committed to being European-pilled this spring. I will work one, two hour and then go for lunch, invite my cigarette for espresso and two, three bottle red wine, watch street life.
Here’s what I’ve been thinking about:
I accidentally spoiled the end of The Hunger Games to my friend because I didn’t realize she’d never read the books or watched the movies, I just assumed because we’re the same age she already knew the end. I made a joke about Mockingjay and then she stared at me and then I stared at her until I realized what I’d done.
You know that guy that’s been going around with the massive croissant? My FYP showed me his evil twin, the massive sourdough loaf. This is the stimmy check that Joe Biden is not talking about. This is the bread men should be trying to get up.
Everyone on Twitter keeps talking about how millennials were in the club doing the dougie in office wear, hating on these 30-somethings for their little bandages skirts and button downs. Frankly, I don’t think we can talk. We’re the idiots wearing oversized blazers on a night out like we’re three monkeys stacked on top of each other instead of a young woman.
Nice things to consider:
Since we last spoke, I talked to people on the ground of the Mississippi tornado that killed 24. I covered the alleged end of Twitter legacy verification. I wrote a state of the union on the thirst trap. I rounded up Gwyneth Paltrow memes. I blogged about DIY-ing the rosette trend.