Big ol’ Chipotle burrito. Brown rice, black beans, fajita veggies, chicken, mild & hot salsa, sour cream, cheese, and lettuce. Felt hungry like the wolf, now satisfied like a husky in the snow.
About half a pound of grilled chicken breast, some beef stroganoff over brown rice, assorted fruits, and some green beans… Don’t look at me like that; today was chest day.
I’m conflicted about the Pats. I want them to win because seeing Goodell’s face when he hands Brady the trophy would be priceless. I also want them to lose because fuck Tom Brady. See my problem?
Nope. First phone was one of those sliding ones with the full keyboard. Made me feel *very* cool in 8th grade when I got it. You’re welcome to take the credit, btw.
Chicken quinoa bowl with all the fixin’s (cheese, pico, lettuce, guac, and sour cream) and an iced tea. This is the only form of quinoa that I find acceptable.
This reminds me of when I broke up with my first girlfriend. We’d been dating for almost two years, but between the long distance and me changing at college, it just didn’t feel right anymore. She was still totally invested but I was drifting away. I remember the pain in her eyes and the quiver in her voice when I broke the news to her. It sucks, man, but it’s better than being (or getting, in your case) stuck in something that’s not right for either of you long term.
Big ol’ Chipotle burrito. Brown rice, black beans, fajita veggies, chicken, mild & hot salsa, sour cream, cheese, and lettuce. Felt hungry like the wolf, now satisfied like a husky in the snow.
About half a pound of grilled chicken breast, some beef stroganoff over brown rice, assorted fruits, and some green beans… Don’t look at me like that; today was chest day.
MOTHERFUCKER YEE YEE
Please excuse my intrustion, Flair. Carry on with the sup-ing
I’m conflicted about the Pats. I want them to win because seeing Goodell’s face when he hands Brady the trophy would be priceless. I also want them to lose because fuck Tom Brady. See my problem?
Nope. First phone was one of those sliding ones with the full keyboard. Made me feel *very* cool in 8th grade when I got it. You’re welcome to take the credit, btw.
Chicken quinoa bowl with all the fixin’s (cheese, pico, lettuce, guac, and sour cream) and an iced tea. This is the only form of quinoa that I find acceptable.
Not my place to interfere with a “sup” but I just wanted to tell you I’m stealing that initialism.
The spelling really wasn’t the issue, man.
The WSJ editorial page certainly skews right, but their actual journalism and reporting is impeccable.
As a student in Southwest Ohio… I feel.
This reminds me of when I broke up with my first girlfriend. We’d been dating for almost two years, but between the long distance and me changing at college, it just didn’t feel right anymore. She was still totally invested but I was drifting away. I remember the pain in her eyes and the quiver in her voice when I broke the news to her. It sucks, man, but it’s better than being (or getting, in your case) stuck in something that’s not right for either of you long term.
If I ever get married, it’s going to be on a beach in the Caribbean at an all-inclusive. I’m not messing with some bullshit $40,000 wedding.
Does Girl seem like the kind of well-adjusted human that can clean up after herself? Nah.