I joined the Grandex world in 2011ish back when TSM was still around. HotPiece, 2BrokeGirls, and newer writers like Rachel and Cristina led me through my Lilly Pulitzer filled college years, but when I graduated, moved away and lost my actual college community, I found one here in PGP. I’ve had questions answered in the mailbag, I’ve answered questions in the comments, engaged in the chase, tossed out sups, and had some thrown my way. This site got me through a really shitty job and a broken leg. Thanks for the memories, PGP, without Dorn and Dave you will never be the same.
I have never seen a man as obsessive with a sports team as my high schools horse girl was with horses. And I’m from NY and live inBoston, we fucking love sports.
When I think of a “horse girl” I think of the girl who not only rode horses but was obsessed with them. In elementary school every folder and notebook had horses on it. Every creative writing story was about horses. In middle school she had horse pictures in her locker. She grows up to be an office manager and has a horse calendar on her desk. My high schools horse girl recently got engaged and he asked in a stable and her engagement pictures had the fucking horse in it. A true horse girl doesn’t just ride horses, horses are her life and she is usually a fucking weirdo.
After graduation Greek shirts become around the house, gym, pajama shirts. If there are some that are really sentimental or special to you get them made into a quilt.
I was home sick last week and watched all of season 2 in a day. Happy cried every episode, then got my boyfriend to watch a few. Caught him sporting a french tuck the other day, and putting gel in his hair.
Thought I made a great group of friends but it turned out to be people with mutual alcoholism, which I realized when I cut back on drinking, and stopped getting invited to things.
Why not work and do school? That’s what I do and yeah it’s stressful as fuck but I’m not in a place financially to quit my job and my boss is super understanding.
My very soon to be former room mate is big on this as well. She frequently refers to herself as a “foodie” because she reads blogs and watches Youtube videos. She’s convinced she’s the next Giada De Laurentiis. One day she is making truffles and mansplains tempering chocolate to me. I know what tempering chocolate is because I went to culinary school, and worked as a pastry chef for 5 years, which I politely remind her of. She moves out in a month, I’ve had a countdown since October.
My boyfriend and I feel ambivalent towards Valentine’s Day, but not going to lie I’d be a little disappointed if no effort was put in. I think flowers for the 13th would be a sweet gesture she would appreciate.
Every year my parents say they aren’t exchanging Christmas gifts, and every year my Dad gets my Mom a little something, because he likes to see her smile.
As someone who has had anxiety/depression for 10+ years with the hospitalization records and therapy bills to prove it, exploiting this infuriates me. Do not take advantage of my illnesses so you can bring your fucking dog on a plane and not have to pay a pet fee in your apartment.
Can TFM/TSM create a mailbag so we don’t have to read about children’s problems? Go enjoy college and stop stressing about this dumb shit, literally none of it will matter after you graduate.
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I joined the Grandex world in 2011ish back when TSM was still around. HotPiece, 2BrokeGirls, and newer writers like Rachel and Cristina led me through my Lilly Pulitzer filled college years, but when I graduated, moved away and lost my actual college community, I found one here in PGP. I’ve had questions answered in the mailbag, I’ve answered questions in the comments, engaged in the chase, tossed out sups, and had some thrown my way. This site got me through a really shitty job and a broken leg. Thanks for the memories, PGP, without Dorn and Dave you will never be the same.
Ugh I hate being that basic bitch, but Lilly Pulitzer has 2 L’s, just down vote me now I deserve it. Also it was probably a Vera Bradley bag.
I have never seen a man as obsessive with a sports team as my high schools horse girl was with horses. And I’m from NY and live inBoston, we fucking love sports.
When I think of a “horse girl” I think of the girl who not only rode horses but was obsessed with them. In elementary school every folder and notebook had horses on it. Every creative writing story was about horses. In middle school she had horse pictures in her locker. She grows up to be an office manager and has a horse calendar on her desk. My high schools horse girl recently got engaged and he asked in a stable and her engagement pictures had the fucking horse in it. A true horse girl doesn’t just ride horses, horses are her life and she is usually a fucking weirdo.
Came here to say the same thing. If after 4 months you’re not comfortable having the exclusive talk then you need to reevaluate.
Yes! Controversial question or fuck, marry, kill, works almost all the time.
After graduation Greek shirts become around the house, gym, pajama shirts. If there are some that are really sentimental or special to you get them made into a quilt.
I was home sick last week and watched all of season 2 in a day. Happy cried every episode, then got my boyfriend to watch a few. Caught him sporting a french tuck the other day, and putting gel in his hair.
Ugh fuck, I have Paris is always a good idea in my room. I studied abroad there and it is my favorite city. I’m sorry to let you down, team.
Thought I made a great group of friends but it turned out to be people with mutual alcoholism, which I realized when I cut back on drinking, and stopped getting invited to things.
Why not work and do school? That’s what I do and yeah it’s stressful as fuck but I’m not in a place financially to quit my job and my boss is super understanding.
Disappointed in the lack of Goldfish/Cheez-It’s
Pickles are absolutely vile. Downvote me all you want.
My very soon to be former room mate is big on this as well. She frequently refers to herself as a “foodie” because she reads blogs and watches Youtube videos. She’s convinced she’s the next Giada De Laurentiis. One day she is making truffles and mansplains tempering chocolate to me. I know what tempering chocolate is because I went to culinary school, and worked as a pastry chef for 5 years, which I politely remind her of. She moves out in a month, I’ve had a countdown since October.
Every one thinks Jim and Pam are goals, but remember Bob Vance, Vance Refrigeration, paid $1000 to hug Phyllis.
My boyfriend and I feel ambivalent towards Valentine’s Day, but not going to lie I’d be a little disappointed if no effort was put in. I think flowers for the 13th would be a sweet gesture she would appreciate.
Every year my parents say they aren’t exchanging Christmas gifts, and every year my Dad gets my Mom a little something, because he likes to see her smile.
As someone who has had anxiety/depression for 10+ years with the hospitalization records and therapy bills to prove it, exploiting this infuriates me. Do not take advantage of my illnesses so you can bring your fucking dog on a plane and not have to pay a pet fee in your apartment.
Poland spring is the only bottled water that matters.
Selling overpriced, disgusting shakes via Facebook and posting about them 15+ times a day doesn’t make you a boss or a small business owner.
Can TFM/TSM create a mailbag so we don’t have to read about children’s problems? Go enjoy college and stop stressing about this dumb shit, literally none of it will matter after you graduate.