Hey Nerds,
So I've been staring at this half-eaten burrito on my desk for like 20 minutes trying to decide if it's still good from yesterday or if I'm just playing food poisoning roulette again. It's got that weird crusty edge thing happening but also I paid $14 for it so... anyway, that's basically how I make all my life decisions now. Risk assessment based on sunk costs and mild self-loathing.
My therapist says I should journal more but instead I write you these newsletters which is basically the same thing except you can't unsubscribe from therapy without disappointing your mother. Speaking of disappointment, my succulent died again. Third one this year. I've named this one Gerald III in honor of his fallen brothers. He's already looking suspicious.
The point is — wait, was there a point? Oh right, we're all just out here pretending we know what we're doing while the entertainment industry has a collective nervous breakdown. Grab whatever's left in your emotional support snack drawer, here's what's melting down today.
