Lol. Well, I work in mobile tech. I’m also a documentarian/street/fashion photographer on the side. I have a gf. I love music and Mexican food. And it just so happens that my roommate knows a guy who knows a guy who has some pretty solid LSD. And I comment on the blog a lot and sometimes write columns and stuff
Putting together a data deck showing how we have been getting frauded by one of our mobile ad partners. They’re clever but not as clever as me, those sly little bastards. I’m excited for tomorrow because I’m gonna celebrate my temporary Mexican heritage with my lady by eating some tacos and drinking some Margs and thennnn we’re going to see The Black Angels live. Might have to reunite with Uncle Acid and pull the rip chord to opening my mind again as I gently float down into awesome town
I know how to use words, guy who corrects people in a blog comment section. Please forgive my typos Lord of the petty observations. Also, I’m willing to bet that you aren’t a real warrior because warriors are warriors all the time and not just on the weekends. Have you even been to a dojo?
You’re co-worker has serious daddy issues that he projects outward during the most subtle everyday occurrences. It’s his only way of rebellion at this point. If he does it again, just remind him that no coffee is bought locally, it’s only brewed locally. Just show him photos of some little South American boy picking coffee beans on the slope of a mountain with a sad look on his face because he realizes the irony that one cup of the shit he’s picking costs more than he makes in 2 weeks
I only eat Japanese/Canadian fusion cuisine from the finest back alley garbage cans converted into grills. And if the guy cooking it doesn’t have a curled mustache and doesn’t want to tell me about environmentally sustainable vinyl records made with worm silk then I take my business elsewhere
Going to see TOOL later this month and I def wanna see Roger Waters. I saw All Them Witches back in March and if you’ve never heard them, I suggest you check them out. They’re amazing live. It’s like seeing The Doors, Pink Floyd, Black Sabbath, Johnny Cash all at once in an aural orgy of psychedelia and blues
Take it for what it is….she saw a few cool photos on Instagram and then her brain made up a make believe situation that told her it would be a great idea to impulsively move there. So she did a semi coherent thing and applied to jobs in that city because have you ever tried to go somewhere with out money? You can’t. She’s def not trying to leave you, she’s going to try and convince you to move with her by showing you said Instagram photos…..or she’s setting up her escape plan to leave you. Either way, you’ll have like way more free time to do man shit. You know what I mean?
With the high probability of a nuclear war looming, what better way to get closer to your parents then to dig a blast cellar at their home together because you can’t afford a home of your own, let alone groceries!
Just pick Christmas to consolidate and save yourself the money of having to pay for shit multiple times. Plus like everything is closed on Christmas except for Chinese food places which will again save you money. With all that money you’ve just saved, you could then convert to Judaism and then never have to worry about celebrating xmass and your anniversary ever again and you’ll in turn save even more money. Don’t worry about the Hanukkah thing, just act like every single business and tell them it’s not in the budget this year.
That’s easy for you to say seeing that you use a pseudonym to conceal your identity. If you’re a guy, you seem like a Johnathon, not a John but a Jonathan because you have that pretentious aura yet you’re seemingly basic to the core with no real substance or validity. If you’re a female, you seem like a Sam. You tried to make you’re full name Samantha more edgy by cutting it off bit it was highly ineffective because everyone hates a Sam who isn’t special needs. Come back and write some insults and we can have a sit down meeting to go over your work.
I feel like your brunch attire is what really sets the tone for brunching. You want to be classy yet comfortable (you want to seem inviting while also letting people know that you just don’t give a fuck about much anymore). I found that my brunch uniform consists of sunglasses, casual blazer or coat, sweatpants/joggers, Toms slip-ons or dress shoes, and messy hair with a scruffy unshaven face. Also sitting down and leaning over your table as if you’re trying not to throw up everywhere is a really effective way to show that you take your weekends seriously as you try to forget that you are a wage slave to the corporate oligarchy
Congrats, dude!….don’t get a window seat, after 6 months it will be too tempting. Honestly, since you’re starting from the ground floor, they’ll probably have you sit nowhere near a window which is a blessing in disguise because you won’t be able to realize all the daylight hours you’ll be working your life away. They give the window seats to the season vets in the big offices for a reason, they tell everyone you can earn those offices after putting the years of hard work in but in reality the company share holders eventually want to eliminate the bottom line and those people are on the top of the chopping block but since it’s actually expensive to fire someone, they give the old grey hairs a window seat in hopes that they take care of themselves after years of mediocrity and boring work. This helps the bottom line immensely and it takes the blame off the company when one of those dudes offs themselves
Ever date a girl who quizzes you on your anniversary date and then you give the correct answer and she rebuttals with another date that is completely incorrect and then starts a huge fight because she’s too prideful to admit she’s wrong?…I have. The moral of the story here is that I’m never ducking wrong, kids. Okay?
I basically walked a 7k around the city Friday. I pretty night on a messed up Achilles. Some people at the bar said I looked like Ace Ventura, I went with it and then proceeded to try and kidnap their dog from the patio because I was fucking Ace Ventura, obv. Ended up passing out next to my bed with a vodka seltzer in hand, a Hawaiian shirt on, some Toms slippers, and had music playing. Needless to say my friend’s/roommates SnapChat stories had some pretty awesome content. My gf stayed with me after that so she’s def a keeper and then we finished the weekend off with some sex and Silicon Valley on HBO Go. Now I’m at work wondering why I made it to adulthood
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Lol. Well, I work in mobile tech. I’m also a documentarian/street/fashion photographer on the side. I have a gf. I love music and Mexican food. And it just so happens that my roommate knows a guy who knows a guy who has some pretty solid LSD. And I comment on the blog a lot and sometimes write columns and stuff
Putting together a data deck showing how we have been getting frauded by one of our mobile ad partners. They’re clever but not as clever as me, those sly little bastards. I’m excited for tomorrow because I’m gonna celebrate my temporary Mexican heritage with my lady by eating some tacos and drinking some Margs and thennnn we’re going to see The Black Angels live. Might have to reunite with Uncle Acid and pull the rip chord to opening my mind again as I gently float down into awesome town
I know how to use words, guy who corrects people in a blog comment section. Please forgive my typos Lord of the petty observations. Also, I’m willing to bet that you aren’t a real warrior because warriors are warriors all the time and not just on the weekends. Have you even been to a dojo?
That’s sounded really fucking creepy. I’m aware of that
You’re co-worker has serious daddy issues that he projects outward during the most subtle everyday occurrences. It’s his only way of rebellion at this point. If he does it again, just remind him that no coffee is bought locally, it’s only brewed locally. Just show him photos of some little South American boy picking coffee beans on the slope of a mountain with a sad look on his face because he realizes the irony that one cup of the shit he’s picking costs more than he makes in 2 weeks
I only eat Japanese/Canadian fusion cuisine from the finest back alley garbage cans converted into grills. And if the guy cooking it doesn’t have a curled mustache and doesn’t want to tell me about environmentally sustainable vinyl records made with worm silk then I take my business elsewhere
I agree, they’re new album will be unreal whenever it comes out. Also, SLEEP is releasing a new album this year and so is Elder. Great bands
Love that jam. Jambi is one of my favorites too
Going to see TOOL later this month and I def wanna see Roger Waters. I saw All Them Witches back in March and if you’ve never heard them, I suggest you check them out. They’re amazing live. It’s like seeing The Doors, Pink Floyd, Black Sabbath, Johnny Cash all at once in an aural orgy of psychedelia and blues
Take it for what it is….she saw a few cool photos on Instagram and then her brain made up a make believe situation that told her it would be a great idea to impulsively move there. So she did a semi coherent thing and applied to jobs in that city because have you ever tried to go somewhere with out money? You can’t. She’s def not trying to leave you, she’s going to try and convince you to move with her by showing you said Instagram photos…..or she’s setting up her escape plan to leave you. Either way, you’ll have like way more free time to do man shit. You know what I mean?
With the high probability of a nuclear war looming, what better way to get closer to your parents then to dig a blast cellar at their home together because you can’t afford a home of your own, let alone groceries!
Just pick Christmas to consolidate and save yourself the money of having to pay for shit multiple times. Plus like everything is closed on Christmas except for Chinese food places which will again save you money. With all that money you’ve just saved, you could then convert to Judaism and then never have to worry about celebrating xmass and your anniversary ever again and you’ll in turn save even more money. Don’t worry about the Hanukkah thing, just act like every single business and tell them it’s not in the budget this year.
Thanks, Rick Flair. You were always a solid wrestler
That’s easy for you to say seeing that you use a pseudonym to conceal your identity. If you’re a guy, you seem like a Johnathon, not a John but a Jonathan because you have that pretentious aura yet you’re seemingly basic to the core with no real substance or validity. If you’re a female, you seem like a Sam. You tried to make you’re full name Samantha more edgy by cutting it off bit it was highly ineffective because everyone hates a Sam who isn’t special needs. Come back and write some insults and we can have a sit down meeting to go over your work.
I feel like your brunch attire is what really sets the tone for brunching. You want to be classy yet comfortable (you want to seem inviting while also letting people know that you just don’t give a fuck about much anymore). I found that my brunch uniform consists of sunglasses, casual blazer or coat, sweatpants/joggers, Toms slip-ons or dress shoes, and messy hair with a scruffy unshaven face. Also sitting down and leaning over your table as if you’re trying not to throw up everywhere is a really effective way to show that you take your weekends seriously as you try to forget that you are a wage slave to the corporate oligarchy
Congrats, dude!….don’t get a window seat, after 6 months it will be too tempting. Honestly, since you’re starting from the ground floor, they’ll probably have you sit nowhere near a window which is a blessing in disguise because you won’t be able to realize all the daylight hours you’ll be working your life away. They give the window seats to the season vets in the big offices for a reason, they tell everyone you can earn those offices after putting the years of hard work in but in reality the company share holders eventually want to eliminate the bottom line and those people are on the top of the chopping block but since it’s actually expensive to fire someone, they give the old grey hairs a window seat in hopes that they take care of themselves after years of mediocrity and boring work. This helps the bottom line immensely and it takes the blame off the company when one of those dudes offs themselves
Ever date a girl who quizzes you on your anniversary date and then you give the correct answer and she rebuttals with another date that is completely incorrect and then starts a huge fight because she’s too prideful to admit she’s wrong?…I have. The moral of the story here is that I’m never ducking wrong, kids. Okay?
An ISIS video
Always down for a nice lady butt
I basically walked a 7k around the city Friday. I pretty night on a messed up Achilles. Some people at the bar said I looked like Ace Ventura, I went with it and then proceeded to try and kidnap their dog from the patio because I was fucking Ace Ventura, obv. Ended up passing out next to my bed with a vodka seltzer in hand, a Hawaiian shirt on, some Toms slippers, and had music playing. Needless to say my friend’s/roommates SnapChat stories had some pretty awesome content. My gf stayed with me after that so she’s def a keeper and then we finished the weekend off with some sex and Silicon Valley on HBO Go. Now I’m at work wondering why I made it to adulthood