It’s just bad. If he believes this take, he’s either a narcissist or incredibly stupid. Or if he wrote a bad take for the sake of writing a bad take, he’s a hack. And it’s honestly kind of a bummer PGP ran such a dog shit blog.
You’re colleague did it right. The biggest problem my friend had organizing ours was leaving too much open to suggestion. Everyone had an opinion on everything, and of course the shittiest option was used.
I wonder about that too. Like what happens if you just tell them “nah” and go about your business? As long as you don’t care, nothing, right? Some nerd (who are the most excited about this anyway) will pick up the slack plan it.
My 10 year was two years ago and it was a debacle. I went to an 8A school in the west suburbs and maybe, maybe 10% of our class showed up. A few of my friends and I went because we felt bad for our friend that had to plan it because of all the nerds that complained about everything in the Facebook group. Needless to say it was awkward and I got very drunk. You are not in an enviable position. Which leads me to my major point; Do we even need 10 year reunions anymore? 20 year makes sense, as you’re not going to see everyone or be on social media as much.
I don’t think I’ve ever paid less than that to rent a tux in Chicago either. I always prefer when we buy suits to for a groomsman gig. Granted their never the nicest suits, but with group discounts it’s not much more expensive and you have a suite forever.
I guess this was for #content, but it sure sounds obvious he’s just a guy who wanted some company for dinner. Unless you left out parts where he’s a lecherous creep.
“It’s going to be hard having to sit inside every night.” That’s the big one. Living in the suburbs, being able to go outside at night and just listen to the crickets, or a train in the distance is like the ultimate reset button when you’re feeling stressed out.
Privilege is a word that’s losing if not has lost it’s meaning. I haven’t been able to think of a different term to use, but I wish someone would.
Brian would never have written this blog.
It’s just bad. If he believes this take, he’s either a narcissist or incredibly stupid. Or if he wrote a bad take for the sake of writing a bad take, he’s a hack. And it’s honestly kind of a bummer PGP ran such a dog shit blog.
The UEC is totally different then it was when I was in school. I’m like 90% positive Glenbard East is in there now.
Duda has become the Ann Coulter of PGP.
This is the worst thing you’ve written. By a mile.
You’re colleague did it right. The biggest problem my friend had organizing ours was leaving too much open to suggestion. Everyone had an opinion on everything, and of course the shittiest option was used.
Ahh, a fellow (Bartlett here) Upstate Eight alum. Unless you’re young enough to have been there when they switched the DVC…
I wonder about that too. Like what happens if you just tell them “nah” and go about your business? As long as you don’t care, nothing, right? Some nerd (who are the most excited about this anyway) will pick up the slack plan it.
The blackout really helped after the third “Wait, we went to high school together…?” conversation.
My 10 year was two years ago and it was a debacle. I went to an 8A school in the west suburbs and maybe, maybe 10% of our class showed up. A few of my friends and I went because we felt bad for our friend that had to plan it because of all the nerds that complained about everything in the Facebook group. Needless to say it was awkward and I got very drunk. You are not in an enviable position. Which leads me to my major point; Do we even need 10 year reunions anymore? 20 year makes sense, as you’re not going to see everyone or be on social media as much.
I don’t think I’ve ever paid less than that to rent a tux in Chicago either. I always prefer when we buy suits to for a groomsman gig. Granted their never the nicest suits, but with group discounts it’s not much more expensive and you have a suite forever.
Let’s not forget about their old pal the breakfast quesadilla.
I guess this was for #content, but it sure sounds obvious he’s just a guy who wanted some company for dinner. Unless you left out parts where he’s a lecherous creep.
Arguably better, yes. But there’s no arguing that both sequels were more fun than the originals.
Ahhh, 25. The age where The Drinker goes from; “Man, Brian is such a good time”, to “Do you guys think we need to have a talk with Brian…?”
I always think it’s weird walking into the grocery store from the August heat and seeing pumpkin spice oatmeal and candy corn displays.
If you live somewhere with actual winter, as much as summer starts to grate on you by the end, it’s still awesome.
“It’s going to be hard having to sit inside every night.” That’s the big one. Living in the suburbs, being able to go outside at night and just listen to the crickets, or a train in the distance is like the ultimate reset button when you’re feeling stressed out.
“Yeah can you bring a pitcher of water and just like, leave it, please?”