the stuff too small for a dispatch, kept anyway
Not every thought earns a story. Some things are just a line worth not losing. This is where those go — unfiled, undated on purpose sometimes, occasionally contradicted by the next one.
Dropped out twice. Once from school, once from a 10k halfway through. Consistent, if nothing else.
Three balls is a skill. Four balls is a personality trait I am still deciding whether to have.
Every juggling tutorial starts with “it’s all about the throw, not the catch.” Nobody believes this until they’ve dropped four oranges in a row.
did it looks good kullanılır inshallah
built a site. looks good. bol bol kullanılsın inshallah. assuming done as of now
Made contact with someone 40 miles out and had absolutely nothing to say to them.
Spent four hours on a bug that turned out to be a missing semicolon. Told no one. Telling the notebook instead.
The best meal this month cost four dollars and came out of a guy’s truck with no name on it.
We lost 6-1 and somehow I still consider it a good Tuesday.
Bought a second walkie talkie before finding a single person to use the first one with. This tracks.