I get this. I’m itching to get out of DC, away from my roommate, and have some peace and quiet. I want to fall asleep to the sounds of nature rather than the dulcet tones of drunk, screaming Hill staffers. I want to wake up to birds chirping, rather than screaming construction workers and moving cranes and jackhammers. Although I’d love to not have Wifi and not have to talk to anyone I know for a few days.
Normally I’d agree with not ordering things you can make well yourself, but Brindle Room in NY has an $18 and goddammit is it good. It’s just a cheeseburger with caramelized onions, but they use prime beef trimmings from the owner’s steakhouse and deckle from the Ribeye to make the juiciest burger I’ve ever had. I can’t do that at home.
I’ve had in-person interviews where I never hear back from the company. I had one a few months ago where I had to reschedule because I was sick. A few days later on interview day, I was still feeling pretty awful but they insisted I come in anyway. Then I had a second interview with them. Never heard back again after that second interview. They didn’t even answer my follow-up email a couple weeks later.
A friend of mine posted a picture of David S. Pumpkins when using this feature, and all the questions he posted were David S. Pumpkins related. Only good use of it that I saw.
Seriously. The only thing more annoying to me than the influencers are the normal people who were using this feature and then answering questions as if they have thousands of people interested in what they ate for lunch.
This should be more of a lesson to the original Facebook poster. If someone doesn’t want people sharing their stupid shit on Twitter, then they shouldn’t post stupid shit.
Coming home to homemade soup sitting warm in the crock pot on a weeknight is amazing in the winter. So easy and tastes so much better than the canned stuff.
My credit card payment emails always tell me to contact them if it wasn’t me that made the payment. As if I would say, “nah, I don’t want a stranger going in and paying my bill for me.” If hackers want to go in and PAY my credit card bill, they can honestly use it for whatever they want as long as they make the payment each month.
I also ordered my reusable straws a couple weeks ago before the Starbucks announcement. I also feel like I’m better than everyone else when I use them. Saving the environment AND feeling morally superior?! Sign me up.
Glad Lincoln is gone so they can actually leave the country and stop pretending Richmond is a super exciting place to go. And I was once (coincidentally) at the Poe museum during Unhappy Hour and can confirm it is as bleak as it looked on TV.
My favorite are the rail-thin food bloggers taking pictures with giant burgers, pizza, mac and cheese, and boozy over-the-top milkshakes with two additional desserts piled on top. It’s all lies! They did not eat that.
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I get this. I’m itching to get out of DC, away from my roommate, and have some peace and quiet. I want to fall asleep to the sounds of nature rather than the dulcet tones of drunk, screaming Hill staffers. I want to wake up to birds chirping, rather than screaming construction workers and moving cranes and jackhammers. Although I’d love to not have Wifi and not have to talk to anyone I know for a few days.
Normally I’d agree with not ordering things you can make well yourself, but Brindle Room in NY has an $18 and goddammit is it good. It’s just a cheeseburger with caramelized onions, but they use prime beef trimmings from the owner’s steakhouse and deckle from the Ribeye to make the juiciest burger I’ve ever had. I can’t do that at home.
Wait is your roommate my roommate?
And the cookies. Don’t forget about the cookies.
Sup?
I’ve had in-person interviews where I never hear back from the company. I had one a few months ago where I had to reschedule because I was sick. A few days later on interview day, I was still feeling pretty awful but they insisted I come in anyway. Then I had a second interview with them. Never heard back again after that second interview. They didn’t even answer my follow-up email a couple weeks later.
I knew he was collaborating with her mother behind Girl’s to plan the wedding the way they want it. Also I think Timothee found Todd’s balls.
Chris thought he was going to have to do an impromptu, on-camera sex ed class for Colton
Am I the only one who needs to know exactly what Katie did to prompt this need for a vacation from her permanent life vacation?
“Baseball is dull only to dull minds.” -Red Barber
A friend of mine posted a picture of David S. Pumpkins when using this feature, and all the questions he posted were David S. Pumpkins related. Only good use of it that I saw.
Seriously. The only thing more annoying to me than the influencers are the normal people who were using this feature and then answering questions as if they have thousands of people interested in what they ate for lunch.
$2,500 is probably the minimum price Girl will consider. Can’t have Caroline or Katie outshining her.
This should be more of a lesson to the original Facebook poster. If someone doesn’t want people sharing their stupid shit on Twitter, then they shouldn’t post stupid shit.
Coming home to homemade soup sitting warm in the crock pot on a weeknight is amazing in the winter. So easy and tastes so much better than the canned stuff.
My credit card payment emails always tell me to contact them if it wasn’t me that made the payment. As if I would say, “nah, I don’t want a stranger going in and paying my bill for me.” If hackers want to go in and PAY my credit card bill, they can honestly use it for whatever they want as long as they make the payment each month.
I also ordered my reusable straws a couple weeks ago before the Starbucks announcement. I also feel like I’m better than everyone else when I use them. Saving the environment AND feeling morally superior?! Sign me up.
Connor leaving was sad. Connor with glasses leaving is a tragedy.
Glad Lincoln is gone so they can actually leave the country and stop pretending Richmond is a super exciting place to go. And I was once (coincidentally) at the Poe museum during Unhappy Hour and can confirm it is as bleak as it looked on TV.
My favorite are the rail-thin food bloggers taking pictures with giant burgers, pizza, mac and cheese, and boozy over-the-top milkshakes with two additional desserts piled on top. It’s all lies! They did not eat that.