Every day I’m spuddlin’
cries
God, have I ever fucking been there. The worst feeling is when you think you’re getting things done…then it hits you that the last two hours of your life were a complete waste, and you weren’t even having fun while doing it.
Are we… Are we related?
Today at work, I needed to make some orange jello that would be poured over mandarin oranges in small meal cups with plastic lids. Well, yea boi, read the instructions three times to make sure to not mess it up like I have done before in the past. (Too much water ain’t good for jello setting.) Well wouldn’t you believe it. Yea boi messed up. It calls for 2 litters of very hot water and to add two cold liters of water after mixing in the jello powder. I still don’t understand how I fucked this up. Like really. I. Have. No. Idea. Why my brain blocked/jumped to accepting that 34 Fl. Oz. was two liters of water per batch. …Which means that I only made each package with 3 liters of water… I didn’t realize this was the case until I was finishing up making the last package (out of 7) of jello mix to pour. (fml.)
spuddle on, oh ship of state!!!