some time ago i introduced the phrase “food pact” to my friends as a shorthand for “i’ll go make and eat food if you also make and eat food” and ever since then ive just started incorporating more pacts into my life. stay hydrated pact. stretch break pact. stop doomscrolling and go to bed pact. we need to bring this back in vogue more people should be making pacts imo
the best part of this is when you ask “who wants to do a shower pact” and you get a half dozen friends all rolling up saying “the pact is sealed”. faustian behavior
I, Carrion followed right by Eat Your Young. Icarus is the young and the carrion, the dinner cooking and the edges starting to burn this now turns into some kind of eucharist this is his body and blood. this makes no f*cking sense ik but the actual f*ck Andrew this is evil and cruel
the emotional rollercoaster of “the final time you called me baby” transitioning immediately and perfectly into “do you think i’d give up, that this might’ve shook the love from me?” jesus christ
life becomes so beautiful when you start cooking rice in liquids other than water
put that basmati rice in the cooker with coconut cream and chicken stock and an entire onion that you’ve diced and sauteed with garlic until transparent. and some salt and pepper. Trust me
“Uncle Benadryl’s one minute rice” one minute what? awake? left to live?
