Pot a plant out from of the garden too early and it will often struggle, never meet its full potential, or die. Doesn’t mean it is the Pot’s fault, it just needed more time to thrive.
As someone who just went through a similar experience, I ended up harboring unfair resentment towards her because I found myself longing to get back to that self growth I had worked so long to achieve as a single person.
I’ll never forget the pain that coursed through my body as I watched Baylor get passed over for the Playoff in the Dixie Cafe on my drive back to Houston from the Big 12 championship.
ME: Sure. Imagine you loved someone. Like you REALLY loved them. And every year they cheated on you. Every single year. But then you kept going back. That’s sports.
I rarely get sick, so majority of my sick time is reserved for days like these. Where you just stare blankly ahead knowing you just can’t do it today. I accomplish small tasks like laundry cooking and exercise peppered between binging tv in a dark living room. Usually ends up resulting in a twice as productive rest of the week than if I slugged through that day In the office surrounded by an absolute haze.
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This from a guy who put normal pretzels on the list?
Pot a plant out from of the garden too early and it will often struggle, never meet its full potential, or die. Doesn’t mean it is the Pot’s fault, it just needed more time to thrive.
As someone who just went through a similar experience, I ended up harboring unfair resentment towards her because I found myself longing to get back to that self growth I had worked so long to achieve as a single person.
That fact you were going to eat microwave pizza means you are far from the adult you claim to be transitioning into. Oven or bust
Sounds par for the course for a man who can’t enjoy a game of college football
Wait a minute, is that Duda “the dragon’s” music?
Barefoot on non carpeted areas is gonna be a no from me dog
Just what I needed after tearing through Ozark season 2.
The day I pay $170 for a pair of “mow the lawn” new balances, put me down like Yeller.
Obligatory “Sup”
I’ll never forget the pain that coursed through my body as I watched Baylor get passed over for the Playoff in the Dixie Cafe on my drive back to Houston from the Big 12 championship.
Fuck those Braves teams – signed a childhood Astros fan
Reminded of one of my favorite all time tweets.
“FRIEND: Can you explain sports to me?
ME: Sure. Imagine you loved someone. Like you REALLY loved them. And every year they cheated on you. Every single year. But then you kept going back. That’s sports.
FRIEND: …I meant like tell me the rules.
ME: Those are the rules.”
I rarely get sick, so majority of my sick time is reserved for days like these. Where you just stare blankly ahead knowing you just can’t do it today. I accomplish small tasks like laundry cooking and exercise peppered between binging tv in a dark living room. Usually ends up resulting in a twice as productive rest of the week than if I slugged through that day In the office surrounded by an absolute haze.
If you are going to say LTFT, at least sign off with a “I’ll hang up and listen” to bring the bit full circle
Whiskey and heavy beer szn is coming
Black Betty is the best to close out the tailgate right before kickoff
Jingle britches head ass is my new rapper name.
This has inspired me to spend the second half of my Friday searching for some football tickets at the ol Alma Matar. Thanks and Sic Em’
The day I start betting baseball is that day I admit I have a problem.