In grad school my ex and I would go to the gym together during the week because that was literally the only time we’d be able to see each other. I loved it and was in the best shape of my life. I don’t hate this idea.
I always wonder why guys from my past who are now in relationships will reach out “just to say hi and to see how things are going”. They know I know they have a girlfriend, we were never friends, so why reach out?
As the planner in my friend group for trips I found myself hiding my face while I read this. I’m not this ridiculous but… I’m the over planner. Fuck. I’ll just close my office door and reevaluate my life now.
I took a non-hungover nap on Sunday post brunch and it was the most glorious thing I’ve done all month. Window open, only needed the top blanket, and Blind JackJack cuddled up with me. I wish I could be back there right now.
Find yourself some other misplaced Texans to hangout with, then invite non-Texans around and make them feel out of place and sad they aren’t from the greatest state. Also you’ll need someone else around to reminisce about HEB and tacos.
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Well it’s Monday so probably a bottle of wine with a side of tacos just to make things interesting.
No solid plans, but drinks will be involved that’s for sure.
In grad school my ex and I would go to the gym together during the week because that was literally the only time we’d be able to see each other. I loved it and was in the best shape of my life. I don’t hate this idea.
It Friday and I couldn’t be more pumped up for the weekend. I’m going to wrap up a few projects then peace the fuck out of the office at 4.
I always wonder why guys from my past who are now in relationships will reach out “just to say hi and to see how things are going”. They know I know they have a girlfriend, we were never friends, so why reach out?
My wine only for dinner last night resulted in me getting a little too passionate on twitter… so I’ll be having a sandwich and going to bed early.
Must be a career field trait. I am in transportation planning so it is literally my job to plan. It’s impossible to turn that mindset off.
GIRL can.
As the planner in my friend group for trips I found myself hiding my face while I read this. I’m not this ridiculous but… I’m the over planner. Fuck. I’ll just close my office door and reevaluate my life now.
It’s been a hot second since I’ve had a liquid dinner, so a bottle or two of wine.
Why to go Charlie!
I took a non-hungover nap on Sunday post brunch and it was the most glorious thing I’ve done all month. Window open, only needed the top blanket, and Blind JackJack cuddled up with me. I wish I could be back there right now.
I’m ready to crush Tuesday and complete so many projects my boss doesn’t know what to do when she returns to the office tomorrow.
Went with the pizza because I don’t feel like cooking. Also which one is your team the in the pgp league?
I was thinking breakfast for dinner but now I might make a late change and order a pizza. It’s too close to call.
Find yourself some other misplaced Texans to hangout with, then invite non-Texans around and make them feel out of place and sad they aren’t from the greatest state. Also you’ll need someone else around to reminisce about HEB and tacos.
Couch naps are the best naps.
I might want an outfielder, shoot me a trade offer and I’ll if it’s get enough.
It’s all Kid Rock.
Mine was a high school graduation gift.