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No illustration. Just the line that does the work.
I asked the baby where its mother was. Then remembered I am the mother.
This shirt is my professional development
Built in Canada. Sold to Asia. Funded by France. Branded by Toulouse. We are very Canadian, somehow.
Just because you didn't get her pregnant doesn't mean I did!
Artificial Intelligence. Shouldn't we discover real intelligence first?
This Coffee is the only thing keeping me from Gentle Parenting.
AI is the first technology I have decided I am simply not going to understand.
My GPA and I are no longer speaking.
Notice: this office holds you captive after hours. By staying, you confirm your willing participation.
My ambition has trust issues.
I am doing five things at once. None of them is the thing I sat down to do.
Motherhood: One long sigh with occasional snacks.
Activity tracked: 100%. Mouse moved: continuously. Productivity: down 19%. Surveillance: working as designed.
My kids think I'm mean. I call it effective.
Not against working. Against working for the price of a sandwich, an ego, and a calendar invite.
Yes, they're mine. No, I don't want to talk about it.
Winter is debt-ing. Spring is paying it back. Summer is forgetting. Fall is preparing.
I can't. My kids have practice. Again.
I have worked beside this person for two years. I do not know what they do. I am not sure they do.
Squats? Thought you said shots.
Best things I bought to fix WFH stress: a walking pad, a standing desk, a small plant. The job is the same.
I got hoes — garden hoes
Have not worn shoes in three weeks. Cannot remember where they are. Do not need them.
I whisper "What the actual hell" to myself at least 47 times a day.
Bought a book for the aesthetic. The aesthetic is unread.
Bought a house. Just me. The mortgage broker handled it like a death notification.
Bought a new couch. The couch was not the problem.