Going to get absolutely torched on brown liquor tonight since temps are inexplicably back down in the 40s. Little indoor brunch tomorrow at Restoration Hardware, probably fuck around and browse the furniture I can’t afford after too. Sunday, no clue so we’ll see what’s in store for Matt I guess.
Man, I’ve got an A1 resume for everything except the Instagram game because I can never remember to take pictures of anything. Could be my downfall because I know Instagram is Willy’s #1 criteria.
I’m a supporter of going off the grid for a short period every once in a while provided you are doing something productive. Whether that’s cramming for an exam or going out into a national park to explore for a few days is always a good respite from the 24/7 connectivity.
Depends on the bar. I’d avoid any type of club situation by myself for sure. But you could always post up at a sports bar and down light beers or go to a little fancier place and have some cocktails while chatting up the bartender and other patrons. Let the night come to you.
At a charity golf outing my family runs every year I once teed off trying to cut it straight to the green over a bunch of trees so I couldn’t see any of the green. Apparently it hit some guy square in the dick on the fly and he went down like a sack of potatoes. He was understandably upset and wanted to fight me. I was in high school and he was ex Delta Force. Luckily cooler heads prevailed.
Only app I’m looking at in the morning is the weather app. I don’t really care what other people were up to while I was sleeping and it’s too early for all that other nonsense.
Nothing like getting that head hunter email about a new job and spending the rest of your day planning out how baller your new life will be with this job.
I too will be in a little beer garden this evening, look for me at Sheffields. Who knows what happens from there. Some kids graduation party tomorrow afternoon and Mothers Day on Sunday.
Yea, somehow I think you’re going to be just fine in the dating game.
How is the nose?
Going to get absolutely torched on brown liquor tonight since temps are inexplicably back down in the 40s. Little indoor brunch tomorrow at Restoration Hardware, probably fuck around and browse the furniture I can’t afford after too. Sunday, no clue so we’ll see what’s in store for Matt I guess.
I mean, come on, I’m a work for christ sake.
*Fans face and take deep breath*
Let’s work on this together over brunch.
To really get the full casual line experience I recommend several little baby lines.
Jfc
Man, I’ve got an A1 resume for everything except the Instagram game because I can never remember to take pictures of anything. Could be my downfall because I know Instagram is Willy’s #1 criteria.
Frankly, any male in a romper should get a one way ticket to Gitmo.
I’m a supporter of going off the grid for a short period every once in a while provided you are doing something productive. Whether that’s cramming for an exam or going out into a national park to explore for a few days is always a good respite from the 24/7 connectivity.
Without a doubt selling dope and being a cross country truck driver.
Depends on the bar. I’d avoid any type of club situation by myself for sure. But you could always post up at a sports bar and down light beers or go to a little fancier place and have some cocktails while chatting up the bartender and other patrons. Let the night come to you.
Look, all I’m saying is only one of us ended up laying on the ground in pain and it wasn’t me. Birdied the hole too.
At a charity golf outing my family runs every year I once teed off trying to cut it straight to the green over a bunch of trees so I couldn’t see any of the green. Apparently it hit some guy square in the dick on the fly and he went down like a sack of potatoes. He was understandably upset and wanted to fight me. I was in high school and he was ex Delta Force. Luckily cooler heads prevailed.
Only app I’m looking at in the morning is the weather app. I don’t really care what other people were up to while I was sleeping and it’s too early for all that other nonsense.
Isn’t this essentially what a bachelor/bachelorette party is for?
Nothing like getting that head hunter email about a new job and spending the rest of your day planning out how baller your new life will be with this job.
I too will be in a little beer garden this evening, look for me at Sheffields. Who knows what happens from there. Some kids graduation party tomorrow afternoon and Mothers Day on Sunday.
I don’t know what to tell you if you don’t like horrible drunk dance moves while belting out the best 45 seconds of every 80s and 90s song.