The flowers on the second one smell like floral basil. The leaves were almost black. It’s probably the most Gothic plan I’ve ever come across and I need one badly.
Help solve an urban myth. Were rabbits really dumped at the golf courses in the 90s, and were problematic enough that you could see them while out golfing?
Except now I can’t do the thing I wanted to do: get dirt and lunch. There’s a nice lunch spot by the garden supply store. I wanted lunch. But they don’t want or eat that and I can’t afford dirt + lunch for two. I had a bad, not so great week. All I wanted to do is get myself some lunch and dirt. But then I couldn’t and then I go home and I realize I still don’t have all the ingredients I need to make a lunch with. So I have to go back out… Go to the grocery store.
And it’s such a small thing to have to do to go back out and do something that it feels really silly to complain about, but it’s just kind of exhausting? I could’ve done this all in one go. If I wanted to go grocery shopping and buy dirt. I would’ve gone to the store next to the dirt place. The store next to the dirt place carries the rice noodles I like and then I could’ve gone in there and got my rice noodles.
That’s it. It’s just that weird minor inconvenience today. I didn’t really have anywhere to put anywhere else so I just. You know what I mean?