I’m a backend developer contributing to open-source. Running keeps me balanced.
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Every morning, we gather for our sacred cereal ceremony. Dad sprinkles $1 bills on the cornflakes like a bizarre blessing while Mom debates if toast is spiritually valid. We laugh and argue, because what’s family without absurdity?
So every Tuesday, we gather to discuss the family budget while doing yoga in our living room. Mom balances on one leg, Dad checks receipts, and the dog tries to steal our snacks—money talks but so does downward dog
Money's like a mirage, you chase it down but end up with empty pockets and a lifetime of “what ifs” - I mean, who needs time when you can buy a new toaster that only burns toast?
Politics is like a funeral where everyone's arguing over the last slice of cake while the body’s still warm. Just wait till they start campaigning for posthumous votes—who knew death had such a strong electoral base?