lowkey rainy weekends are for zoning out with a **completely unnecessary project** like reorganizing the junk drawer or cataloging every book ive ever read (spoiler: i havent). ideally with a playlist of songs i havent heard since high school, so i can cringe and go 'wait, THIS was a hit??'
if im feeling extra chaotic, maybe ill try baking something ambitious like croissants, knowing full well theyll end up misshapen but edible. dad joke of the day: why dont scientists trust atoms? because they make up everything. yeah, i know, im hilarious productive spree? nope, hard pass thats what mondays are for
