NYE was pretty good — went out with a few friends and danced the night away. New Years Day is a different story as I started puking nonstop around 11 pm from norovirus. #HappyNewYear
In college, I wrote an op-ed last minute for my school’s newspaper about how figure skating is a sport during the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. A CBC (Canada’s NPR) radio host found it while looking for someone to discuss the actuality of skating as a sport and I did an interview with him arguing for it being in the Olympics. I’ve retired since from competitive skating, but still hate any joke that says it’s not a sport.
Signed, the tiny girl who used to leg press double her body weight
Since college days and TSM (RIP) to trying to figure out post grad life, the Grandex websites have always produced content that got me through any struggle with a wicked sense of humor. Now it feels like losing a friend that saw you through your worst shit.
Best of luck Dillon and Dave! Hopefully you can collect some severance and make something sweet out of this steaming pile of poop.
This is 100% not true. I currently make more than my BF (he is in grad school). Because I work in a field that doesn’t make a lot (nonprofits), I expect us to split the bill unless it’s a birthday.
BF is finally coming to town after a very long summer of LDR. Going to enjoy summertime Chicago tomorrow but first we got tickets to The Dundies tonight at an “The Office” themed pop-up bar!
Update: friend just confirmed we took a ride with him. And we are two, pretty attractive, mid-20s girls so if anyone has insight into this matter, help a girl out!
Native Chicagoan checking in… we only order Malort for area newbies — like hazing newcomers. You can tell if someone isn’t from Chicago if they claim to enjoy drinking it (or they’re a sociopath).
It’s also a right of passage on a 21st birthday, but no one really touches it afterwards.
Honestly, and downvote me away for this, but it’s not your relationship so just because you don’t like it doesn’t mean it doesn’t work for us. Furthermore, if you were torn down by your potential in-laws like I have been, wouldn’t you want your partner to build you up?
I love him dearly, and we definitely see a future together. That being said, he has told me that (verbatim) in spite of his parents telling him he could do much better than me.
To the guy dealing with the racist father of his girlfriend: if you believe in it, don’t give up on your relationship. I was in a similar situation when my BF went to grad school last year. His parents thought I was beneath him because my dad is from an immigrant family and I didn’t attend the most prestigious schools (they’re old money NY fwiw). They told him they wouldn’t help him out with grad school if he stayed with me, then said he needed to cut off all communication with me. He defied them and they have had to get used to the fact that I’m around for the long haul. It sucks knowing they think I’m not good enough for their son, but I know I’m the catch in the relationship and could snag any guy I want. Best of luck!
When I lived close to my boyfriend (aka before our two year LDR began) and we both needed to go the grocery store, we would split up and meet after we had checked out (unless he had a question about something in which case I would receive a frantic text like “how do you know when cantaloupe is ripe????”). Much easier than waiting on him when I know exactly what I need.
I used to work a contract job where I hooked up with my coworker (who also was my neighbor). One night after kickball, there was an emergency with the servers (he was the IT guy), so we hooked up in the server room after a few beers. Luckily, by the time anyone found out about us, I was leaving the job.
We got my little cousin a tee-ball set for his 2nd birthday and he surprised us all with his love of/skill with it. Ts and Ps that you have the same fortune!
NYE was pretty good — went out with a few friends and danced the night away. New Years Day is a different story as I started puking nonstop around 11 pm from norovirus. #HappyNewYear
In college, I wrote an op-ed last minute for my school’s newspaper about how figure skating is a sport during the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. A CBC (Canada’s NPR) radio host found it while looking for someone to discuss the actuality of skating as a sport and I did an interview with him arguing for it being in the Olympics. I’ve retired since from competitive skating, but still hate any joke that says it’s not a sport.
Signed, the tiny girl who used to leg press double her body weight
FYI 93.9 WLIT featured this list on their morning show today… and took it as Bible…
Since college days and TSM (RIP) to trying to figure out post grad life, the Grandex websites have always produced content that got me through any struggle with a wicked sense of humor. Now it feels like losing a friend that saw you through your worst shit.
Best of luck Dillon and Dave! Hopefully you can collect some severance and make something sweet out of this steaming pile of poop.
Adopted a dog on Thursday. So far, I love spending time with him more than most people.
This is 100% not true. I currently make more than my BF (he is in grad school). Because I work in a field that doesn’t make a lot (nonprofits), I expect us to split the bill unless it’s a birthday.
BF is finally coming to town after a very long summer of LDR. Going to enjoy summertime Chicago tomorrow but first we got tickets to The Dundies tonight at an “The Office” themed pop-up bar!
Mine is Tuesday! Happy birthday all you August babies!
Under past rides in the Uber app, my friend found his profile on a ride we took.
Update: friend just confirmed we took a ride with him. And we are two, pretty attractive, mid-20s girls so if anyone has insight into this matter, help a girl out!
Pretty sure my friend and I took a ride with him when we were in STL…
Native Chicagoan checking in… we only order Malort for area newbies — like hazing newcomers. You can tell if someone isn’t from Chicago if they claim to enjoy drinking it (or they’re a sociopath).
It’s also a right of passage on a 21st birthday, but no one really touches it afterwards.
Honestly, and downvote me away for this, but it’s not your relationship so just because you don’t like it doesn’t mean it doesn’t work for us. Furthermore, if you were torn down by your potential in-laws like I have been, wouldn’t you want your partner to build you up?
I love him dearly, and we definitely see a future together. That being said, he has told me that (verbatim) in spite of his parents telling him he could do much better than me.
To the guy dealing with the racist father of his girlfriend: if you believe in it, don’t give up on your relationship. I was in a similar situation when my BF went to grad school last year. His parents thought I was beneath him because my dad is from an immigrant family and I didn’t attend the most prestigious schools (they’re old money NY fwiw). They told him they wouldn’t help him out with grad school if he stayed with me, then said he needed to cut off all communication with me. He defied them and they have had to get used to the fact that I’m around for the long haul. It sucks knowing they think I’m not good enough for their son, but I know I’m the catch in the relationship and could snag any guy I want. Best of luck!
When I lived close to my boyfriend (aka before our two year LDR began) and we both needed to go the grocery store, we would split up and meet after we had checked out (unless he had a question about something in which case I would receive a frantic text like “how do you know when cantaloupe is ripe????”). Much easier than waiting on him when I know exactly what I need.
I used to work a contract job where I hooked up with my coworker (who also was my neighbor). One night after kickball, there was an emergency with the servers (he was the IT guy), so we hooked up in the server room after a few beers. Luckily, by the time anyone found out about us, I was leaving the job.
If you haven’t done a drinking/drunken stroll of the monuments, you haven’t lived in DC.
We got my little cousin a tee-ball set for his 2nd birthday and he surprised us all with his love of/skill with it. Ts and Ps that you have the same fortune!
I will also be up watching, Will. Watching my dreams of marrying Prince Harry fade into oblivion, that is…