Beats me, I learned to drink them in Lubbock. They’re pretty simple so theoretically they should be hard to screw up. Vodka soda with a lot of lemon juice and salt on the rim.
Completely unrelated – your profile picture prompted me to go rewatch the “Leprechaun in Alabama” video, which just made my day. Thanks for the laughs.
There’s a big ass mountain literally running through the middle of the city, which is cool if you’re into mountain biking or hiking. The food is amazing. The bar scene downtown is coming up nicely since they built a minor league baseball stadium. There’s a huge shortage of young professionals in the city, so if you’re halfway smart, you can go a long way careerwise. The cost of living is stupidly low and if you make over 40k, you can ball the fuck out. The booger sugar is ridiculously good and cheap if you’re into that. As long as you don’t hate Mexican people, I can think of worse places to live in Texas.
The other day, my girlfriend joked about having to zoom in on one of her former sorority sister’s engagement Instagram posts, just to be able to see the ring.
Nobody wants to see my patchy, reddish/blondish beard. It’ll be at least a few years before I can grow anything respectable. I’m 25. Being a late bloomer will be nice in the long run, but it’s been rough in the short run.
She cares about you enough to say something. She could just let you keep growing, not say anything, and then leave you in the spring. No, I don’t want to talk about it.
As for the beta comment, explain to her that you’re not totally passive, you just know when to pick your battles. Raising hell over every little thing is exhausting and half of the time you’ll just look like a meathead. Life is easier when you go with the flow and have realistic expectations. I’m not trying to raise my blood pressure over everything I disagree with.
I’ve been a bar of soap while she was the loofa. Biggest complaint was that it made walking through the crowded bar the rest of the night quite the pain in the ass. Wasn’t self conscious about what people thought when she wasn’t by my side.
I’m down for Steve and Blue. Wearing khakis, a white shirt, and a sweater is easy as hell. I’m pretty oblivious and as long as the vodkas flowing I could care less.
Your shot in the dark most likely hit it’s target but I don’t think he’s saying to stop giving a shit. Definitely watch the debates, read the news, inform yourself, and vote. I think what he’s saying is to stop sharing articles, wearing your heart on your sleeve, and bringing up politics in every conversation (especially when you know you’re amongst people on both sides of the aisle). Most people already know their priorities and made their decision months ago. Doing the aforementioned things only alienates people from each other who would otherwise get along, work together, or be friends. You raise valid points but I think you may have incorrectly interpreted the column. I might’ve misinterpreted too so feel free to let me have it.
I agree on the listening part. I sure as hell don’t want to listen to the girl I consider a friend bitch about guys. She has girlfriends for that. I do feel that I can ask a girl for advice though without passive aggressively trying to make her jealous.
I don’t know, maybe I’m subconsciously lying to myself. Wouldn’t be the first time.
Definitely agree on the part about being able to go to them for advice on the opposite sex. I have a girl-bro friend who has saved my ass and come in clutch numerous times.
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Thought this was another Duda article at first glance.
Heard Publix has a good crab selection.
Beats me, I learned to drink them in Lubbock. They’re pretty simple so theoretically they should be hard to screw up. Vodka soda with a lot of lemon juice and salt on the rim.
Might as well eat candy. Stick to the unflavored. Chiltons are my go to.
Completely unrelated – your profile picture prompted me to go rewatch the “Leprechaun in Alabama” video, which just made my day. Thanks for the laughs.
There’s a big ass mountain literally running through the middle of the city, which is cool if you’re into mountain biking or hiking. The food is amazing. The bar scene downtown is coming up nicely since they built a minor league baseball stadium. There’s a huge shortage of young professionals in the city, so if you’re halfway smart, you can go a long way careerwise. The cost of living is stupidly low and if you make over 40k, you can ball the fuck out. The booger sugar is ridiculously good and cheap if you’re into that. As long as you don’t hate Mexican people, I can think of worse places to live in Texas.
The other day, my girlfriend joked about having to zoom in on one of her former sorority sister’s engagement Instagram posts, just to be able to see the ring.
The small amount of game I have completely goes out the window when I’m stoned. Props.
Nobody wants to see my patchy, reddish/blondish beard. It’ll be at least a few years before I can grow anything respectable. I’m 25. Being a late bloomer will be nice in the long run, but it’s been rough in the short run.
My mind immediately went to the Jackass stunt (if you want to call it that) where they release the anacondas into a ball pit and get in.
You enjoy arguing in public?
She cares about you enough to say something. She could just let you keep growing, not say anything, and then leave you in the spring. No, I don’t want to talk about it.
As for the beta comment, explain to her that you’re not totally passive, you just know when to pick your battles. Raising hell over every little thing is exhausting and half of the time you’ll just look like a meathead. Life is easier when you go with the flow and have realistic expectations. I’m not trying to raise my blood pressure over everything I disagree with.
JTrain on PGP and its Friday. I’m feeling good.
I’ve been a bar of soap while she was the loofa. Biggest complaint was that it made walking through the crowded bar the rest of the night quite the pain in the ass. Wasn’t self conscious about what people thought when she wasn’t by my side.
I’m down for Steve and Blue. Wearing khakis, a white shirt, and a sweater is easy as hell. I’m pretty oblivious and as long as the vodkas flowing I could care less.
Who hurt you? You can let it out, you’re amongst friends.
Destined for HR from an early age.
Your shot in the dark most likely hit it’s target but I don’t think he’s saying to stop giving a shit. Definitely watch the debates, read the news, inform yourself, and vote. I think what he’s saying is to stop sharing articles, wearing your heart on your sleeve, and bringing up politics in every conversation (especially when you know you’re amongst people on both sides of the aisle). Most people already know their priorities and made their decision months ago. Doing the aforementioned things only alienates people from each other who would otherwise get along, work together, or be friends. You raise valid points but I think you may have incorrectly interpreted the column. I might’ve misinterpreted too so feel free to let me have it.
– A Hispanic PGP user.
Fucking preach.
I agree on the listening part. I sure as hell don’t want to listen to the girl I consider a friend bitch about guys. She has girlfriends for that. I do feel that I can ask a girl for advice though without passive aggressively trying to make her jealous.
I don’t know, maybe I’m subconsciously lying to myself. Wouldn’t be the first time.
Friends? Yes. Best friends? No.
Definitely agree on the part about being able to go to them for advice on the opposite sex. I have a girl-bro friend who has saved my ass and come in clutch numerous times.