It seems so easy too. Set a timer on your phone, get there on time, and you don’t have to worry about wrinkles. And other people don’t have to worry about you.
Had to use a laundromat for one place in college, I’ve never lived anywhere without a private w/d since. Even more important than the parking situation.
Agreed. Once hungover I knew I would feel a million % better after I threw up but I was stuck right on the edge, just feeling awful. So I housed 3 shots of awful tequila in the bathroom just to hit the reset button. Not bad after that, just had to get out of Stage 1.
I don’t judge, but I’ve never wanted to try. I know I have an addictive personality and I’ve always had plenty of fun going out getting drunk with my friends. Plus with booze you don’t need to worry about dangerous crap getting added.
Renting from individuals (acquaintances, craigslist, etc.) I haven’t needed it, but a lot of apartments listed professionally by a company require it near me.
I agree with the sex and drinking more, but dehydrating yourself in the water and sun throwing little kids around or making your mom take care of you? Those are two of the last things I’d want to do.
I feel your pain on the no friends thing. When I studied abroad there was one girl in our group who would only ever hang out with us, never tried to make local friends. And because we made some, she was miserable a lot.
Just lower your shoulder, hook behind his knees, and form tackle him. He’ll hit the back of his head and you say you were never there. Lots of accidents among the olds happen in the bathroom.
Absolutely not. Unless my stall is on fire, I’m doing what I came here to do.
I’m turning 28 in a few months, so apparently I’m on the way out. Kinda felt the way you did.
It seems so easy too. Set a timer on your phone, get there on time, and you don’t have to worry about wrinkles. And other people don’t have to worry about you.
Had to use a laundromat for one place in college, I’ve never lived anywhere without a private w/d since. Even more important than the parking situation.
I would have put him in the washer. Probably needs to clean up before his funeral.
Agreed. Once hungover I knew I would feel a million % better after I threw up but I was stuck right on the edge, just feeling awful. So I housed 3 shots of awful tequila in the bathroom just to hit the reset button. Not bad after that, just had to get out of Stage 1.
I don’t judge, but I’ve never wanted to try. I know I have an addictive personality and I’ve always had plenty of fun going out getting drunk with my friends. Plus with booze you don’t need to worry about dangerous crap getting added.
Renting from individuals (acquaintances, craigslist, etc.) I haven’t needed it, but a lot of apartments listed professionally by a company require it near me.
Exactly what I thought of.
That’s ok champ, you’ll get past the unemployment phase eventually.
Just made me think of that game Dead Rising.
Danger Zone and Sussudio are two of my favorites.
Your grandfather sounds like a great man.
Had to throw in that 45 years line, didn’t you? I did not want to hear that today.
I like the grammatical use of “Girl.”
Robot wings with missile launchers… I chuckled.
I agree with the sex and drinking more, but dehydrating yourself in the water and sun throwing little kids around or making your mom take care of you? Those are two of the last things I’d want to do.
Realistically, I doubt they even get that Friday 5% from me. It’s just lucky I’m there.
I feel your pain on the no friends thing. When I studied abroad there was one girl in our group who would only ever hang out with us, never tried to make local friends. And because we made some, she was miserable a lot.
Just lower your shoulder, hook behind his knees, and form tackle him. He’ll hit the back of his head and you say you were never there. Lots of accidents among the olds happen in the bathroom.