“Hangovers occur when the elevated concentration of alcohol in the blood falls dramatically after drinking stops.”
So, they’re saying that if I gradually lower my blood alcohol content, that a hangover ceases to exist? Ya know, because it won’t really be falling dramatically, just gradually.
As my friend says, “Money is only numbers on a screen”. He also says “do whatever you want and don’t worry about the consequences”, and “if it wasn’t for the last minute, nothing would get done”.
He’s a lot of fun to hang out with, and it’s shocking that he’s a successful accountant, but yea he’s a mess.
I go with my “I tore my patellar tendon years ago, and it never healed right”. This is mostly true, except it did heal right. Well good enough at the very least.
On my 24th birthday I discovered that spicy brown mustard on a pretzel was the greatest thing on this Earth. So you could say that at the ripe age of 24 I finally became an adult.
It’s not Murray Hill but I’ll be at West 3rd Common near NYU tomorrow. 4 hour all you can brunch, but they only let you sit 2 hours. Meaning, they encourage you pregame the meal or postgame it. Highly recommend.
Made the mistake 4 times (all 4 college Valentines day). Thought it would be like shooting fish in a barrel, but instead, well I don’t remember. They did have good drink specials though.
I think that if she’s even half datable, she’ll understand that you’re away for 1 week. If she really does want to get drinks with you, she will.
Classic Charlie over thinking things. Don’t worry buddy, I can picture the follow up article, where the comment section is congratulating you. (you know, on the sex)
I was at the latter part of pledging when the flu hit. I was a walking zombie that week, and my school’s infirmary simply told me “oh yea, you have flu like symptoms”. No shit. So they just gave me a small gatorade, 2 advils, jello, and this kit with a thermometer, a mask and tissues.
Fast forward 3 days, I take my temperature and its 103. I audibly laugh to myself (probably due to my hallucinating state) at my then current predicament. Found out it was swine AND pneumonia. They offered to check me into the hospital, which I proudly declined.
I hang my hat on this experience to this day. I can say I survived a pandemic coupled with pneumonia.
I had swine flu in college. Didn’t eat a thing for maybe 3 days. But after an 18 hour nap, I awoke feeling legitimately 100%. I ordered a large pizza, wings and a 2 liter of soda. Fast forward an hour, it was all gone. To date, it was the greatest meal of my life.
“Hangovers occur when the elevated concentration of alcohol in the blood falls dramatically after drinking stops.”
So, they’re saying that if I gradually lower my blood alcohol content, that a hangover ceases to exist? Ya know, because it won’t really be falling dramatically, just gradually.
Considering endless apps at Friday’s are $10, I think you can let it slide.
As my friend says, “Money is only numbers on a screen”. He also says “do whatever you want and don’t worry about the consequences”, and “if it wasn’t for the last minute, nothing would get done”.
He’s a lot of fun to hang out with, and it’s shocking that he’s a successful accountant, but yea he’s a mess.
I go with my “I tore my patellar tendon years ago, and it never healed right”. This is mostly true, except it did heal right. Well good enough at the very least.
Considering you wrote this column, congrats on not getting murdered.
Also, congrats on the sex?
I’ll take a 32 ounce Lagunitas IPA, please and thank you.
On my 24th birthday I discovered that spicy brown mustard on a pretzel was the greatest thing on this Earth. So you could say that at the ripe age of 24 I finally became an adult.
Ranch is just a fad, Ketchup is forever.
1a. Ketchup
1b. BBQ
2b. The rest
It’s not Murray Hill but I’ll be at West 3rd Common near NYU tomorrow. 4 hour all you can brunch, but they only let you sit 2 hours. Meaning, they encourage you pregame the meal or postgame it. Highly recommend.
If he hits up brunch on Murray Hill, he could be engaged by tomorrow.
“”He who knows that he’s a douche, is not actually a douche.” – Socrates ” – InhocFaF
Made the mistake 4 times (all 4 college Valentines day). Thought it would be like shooting fish in a barrel, but instead, well I don’t remember. They did have good drink specials though.
Didn’t even need to read the article. Troy is an unreal movie, up there with Gladiator. I’m FIRED UP.
I think that if she’s even half datable, she’ll understand that you’re away for 1 week. If she really does want to get drinks with you, she will.
Classic Charlie over thinking things. Don’t worry buddy, I can picture the follow up article, where the comment section is congratulating you. (you know, on the sex)
If being #TeamPam is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
To be fair, he probably read a bunch of your articles and just figured he had a pretty decent shot at doing the deed if he was persistent.
Beef Stew. Just makes sense after the 13 inch dusting we just got.
I was at the latter part of pledging when the flu hit. I was a walking zombie that week, and my school’s infirmary simply told me “oh yea, you have flu like symptoms”. No shit. So they just gave me a small gatorade, 2 advils, jello, and this kit with a thermometer, a mask and tissues.
Fast forward 3 days, I take my temperature and its 103. I audibly laugh to myself (probably due to my hallucinating state) at my then current predicament. Found out it was swine AND pneumonia. They offered to check me into the hospital, which I proudly declined.
I hang my hat on this experience to this day. I can say I survived a pandemic coupled with pneumonia.
I had swine flu in college. Didn’t eat a thing for maybe 3 days. But after an 18 hour nap, I awoke feeling legitimately 100%. I ordered a large pizza, wings and a 2 liter of soda. Fast forward an hour, it was all gone. To date, it was the greatest meal of my life.
Was told it would snow 4-8 inches, woke up to a next estimation of 10-16. Meteorology, the only job where showing up is the entire battle.
My car is still snowed in, and most trains are cancelled or delayed at least 30 minutes. Definition of wfh (and beer, 711 is walkable).