I definitely understand this one. I've been struggling for the past few days to get started on a novel. However, today, when I had an idea for a short horror story, I was able to crank out half of it without even blinking. I think I know what I'm meant to be writing.
TMW you start daydreaming about all that yummy junk food you didn't buy at the shop the previous day.
TMW you get caught in a downpour a few blocks from your car. And of course there were no parking spots except at the extreme end of my building, which is closer to Portugal than it is to my front door. My suit is soaked. My tie is soaked. My leather shoes are soaked. My glasses are fogged to shit from the AC to humidity transfer. And my feet? Dear Lord God do they smell. 13 hours on them will do that to you. Even my dog turned his nose up at them, and there's nothing he loves more than restaurant shoes at the end of the night. He got lucky a few nights ago with half a piece of Hamachi ground into the heel. Fuck... even the credit cards in my wallet are soaked. And, yes, I own several umbrellas. One is in my office at work, one is in my wife's car, and the other is in the coat rack in my foyer at home. I just broke it over my knee. I'm going to pour six beers down my throat and cry myself to sleep now.
Things just took a turn for the better when my neighbor knocked on my apartment window and waved frantically for me to come outside. Apparently he went out for a smoke and locked his dumb ass out. He's about six-foot-four and barrel chested... don't think I've ever seen anyone that drenched outside of a swimming pool. I was like, "Dude, what the fuck are you doing outside your own house without a raincoat or umbrella?" He responded with "I've been drinking all day and it sounded like a good idea." Well played, drowned-rat-neighbor-dude. Well played. ETA: And he's a regular 9 to 5er with a normal job. I'm always up at 3am because I don't get home until 2 most nights.
Sometimes I make my own special cinnamon chili. It is very good with cheese. 70-80% crushed Habaneros (usually 2-3) sugar salt olive oil cinnamon Now... The thing you was telling about onions...
TMW something like this happens. https://www.msn.com/en-ie/news/worl...ller-caused-mans-cancer/ar-BBLLLGs?li=BBr5MK2
TMW... just watch the video of some dudes pet snake chilling in the park. I'm always amazed that you can train snakes.
TMW your plan to getting the mic to work for Fallout 76 goes up like a nuke when you remember that (1) you live with other people and (2) they probably don’t want to hear me and potentially the other players on the TV. Welp, there goes that idea. And something I should’ve thought about before I forked over the cash to buy a $50 gaming headset and mic.
TMW you're playing with your best bud and he decides to use you as a toilet.....thanks, Bruh. Spoiler My best bud is a Lizard who gives zero fucks
That moment when you feel like having stir fry but you don't have any noodles or veggies in and you don't own a wok so you settle for a packet of crisps instead.
Chicken flavour noodles with cheese and onion crisps crumbled on top. You can even add them into a sandwich!
Or even just a chicken noodle sandwich can be pretty darn good too...and I never went to University, either.
TMW when some people claim that short bouts of fasting can improve your attentional abilities, but a couple of small studies found no measurable effects on human cognition after single periods of calorie restriction — positive or negative. On the other hand, there’s some evidence of cognitive enhancement in rats and mice subject to intermittent fasting. Eh. Might as well try it for a while.
TMW WF suddenly becomes deathly quiet, and you can almost see the tumbleweeds blowing through...although, it could be known as lunchtime!
Not eating definitely improves the attentional ability with this one—my focus stays firmly fixed on food.
TMW you buy a large amount of groceries for your mother but she's not home to take them and it starts raining......