Look, Google Play gift cards have been my Achilles' heel ever since I moved to this shoebox apartment in Brooklyn last year—sitting here now, rain pattering against my fogged-up window like it's mocking my broke-ass vibes, I gotta spill: that very first Google Play gift card I snagged from a corner bodega felt like striking gold. Or at least, fool's gold, because fast-forward to today, November 2025, and I'm staring at my phone, thumb hovering over the Play Store, wondering if I should've just stuck to library books instead of apps. Seriously, I've burned through three of 'em on impulse buys for games I'd rage-quit in an hour, and yeah, one time I even gifted...
Man, personalized mugs have been my weird little therapy project lately—ever since I moved back to this drizzly corner of Seattle after that whole fiasco in Austin where I thought I'd be all "cowboy chic" but ended up just sweating through my thrift-store boots. Like, seriously, nothing says "I care, but I'm a hot mess" like slapping your sibling's inside joke on a mug they'll chug coffee from every morning. I remember the first time I tried making one for my bestie’s birthday last summer; I was in my tiny apartment, windows fogged up from the AC cranked too high, and the Sharpie fumes hit me like a bad hangover. Smells like regret mixed with...
