I can’t argue with you about what your parents neighborhood is like, but I don’t think this is a universal thing. I’ve lived in a pretty typical suburban neighborhood my entire life and everyone pretty much minds their own business. You only have to interact with people if you chose to. It’s no house on a hill, but it’s certainly not like a dorm.
For me it also depends on the serverity of the hangover. If it’s mild, the fresh air is nice and does indeed help shaking it. But if I’m in a bad way, winter is my preferred hangover season.
That’s my thought as well. Living in the Midwest and having a finite amount of nice weekends makes me hate wasting a Sunday on the couch. It actually feels right to be all blanketed up and miserable in the dead of winter. Especially if it’s still football season.
It took me way longer than it should have to realize the hangover destroying powers of a nice long shower. The Sunday Stinks (or as my friends and I call it, “Sunday Butt”) amplify the Scaries ten fold.
Also, this came up over the weekend: Do you guys think it’s worse to have a hangover in the winter or summer?
People make too big of a deal about spoilers. If you don’t want to know what happens, stay off Twitter or Facebook until you’re caught up. It’s not the rest of the worlds job to make sure you’re all good before they discuss stuff online. That being said, this research is dumb and spoilers don’t enhance anything.
“I mean, yeah, but like, don’t you think people probs cancel? They can obviously fit just four of us.”
Jesus tap dancing Christ. You would think that if these broads were constantly putting out this luxurious vibe, they would at least know how super fancy restaurants work.
I couldn’t agree more with this. Especially if the team close to you is an actual MLB affiliate. Don’t get me wrong, a Frontier League game can be a blast. But it’s all the more fun watching someone that ends up a future star in the show.
The not having at date point as a 30 year hits hard. Once you realize everyone else there not in high school is coupled up, and you’re not getting laid, that guys face makes sense.
I’ve gone no tie to a wedding twice. And I have to say, it was pretty liberating. But country club wedding is definitely an affair where you wear a tie. Socks are optional.
Nailed it. There’s nothing like that first random 75-80 degree Saturday where the grilling and drinking starts around 2pm and stretches til the wee hours.
I’m as undress fan myself. But appreciated this column regardless. After this past Saturday didn’t break out of the 40’s, I’m ready for all forms of female summer fashion.
The feeling of relief when you realize you’re not the only one that doesn’t want to go out is minor euphoria. You don’t have to be the bummer and you get to keep watching SVU.
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I can’t argue with you about what your parents neighborhood is like, but I don’t think this is a universal thing. I’ve lived in a pretty typical suburban neighborhood my entire life and everyone pretty much minds their own business. You only have to interact with people if you chose to. It’s no house on a hill, but it’s certainly not like a dorm.
For me it also depends on the serverity of the hangover. If it’s mild, the fresh air is nice and does indeed help shaking it. But if I’m in a bad way, winter is my preferred hangover season.
That’s my thought as well. Living in the Midwest and having a finite amount of nice weekends makes me hate wasting a Sunday on the couch. It actually feels right to be all blanketed up and miserable in the dead of winter. Especially if it’s still football season.
It took me way longer than it should have to realize the hangover destroying powers of a nice long shower. The Sunday Stinks (or as my friends and I call it, “Sunday Butt”) amplify the Scaries ten fold.
Also, this came up over the weekend: Do you guys think it’s worse to have a hangover in the winter or summer?
People make too big of a deal about spoilers. If you don’t want to know what happens, stay off Twitter or Facebook until you’re caught up. It’s not the rest of the worlds job to make sure you’re all good before they discuss stuff online. That being said, this research is dumb and spoilers don’t enhance anything.
I can’t get enough Scully. A Friday night Dodgers home game on MLB TV, a bowl or two and some pizza is a fine way to unwind after a long week.
Cubs fans get shit on a little bit in this. But the feeling you’re feeling is one we are all too familiar with.
“I mean, yeah, but like, don’t you think people probs cancel? They can obviously fit just four of us.”
Jesus tap dancing Christ. You would think that if these broads were constantly putting out this luxurious vibe, they would at least know how super fancy restaurants work.
That was my thought as well. Unless you’re a pretty religious person, Easter is blip on the holiday radar.
“At Osco, you can count on people who caaaaarrrre…”
I couldn’t agree more with this. Especially if the team close to you is an actual MLB affiliate. Don’t get me wrong, a Frontier League game can be a blast. But it’s all the more fun watching someone that ends up a future star in the show.
I hope by “help with whatever’s necessary”, Ben means administering a savage beating to Jake.
I don’t agree with you on everything Will. But I’ll be damned if you don’t know the right way to deal with Sunday Scaries.
The not having at date point as a 30 year hits hard. Once you realize everyone else there not in high school is coupled up, and you’re not getting laid, that guys face makes sense.
I’ve gone no tie to a wedding twice. And I have to say, it was pretty liberating. But country club wedding is definitely an affair where you wear a tie. Socks are optional.
Nailed it. There’s nothing like that first random 75-80 degree Saturday where the grilling and drinking starts around 2pm and stretches til the wee hours.
I’d say it was a typo. But it’s probably more that my subconscious knows I like boobs.
I’m as undress fan myself. But appreciated this column regardless. After this past Saturday didn’t break out of the 40’s, I’m ready for all forms of female summer fashion.
If I had every Friday off, you can bet your ass I’d be at every 1:20 Friday game I could.
The feeling of relief when you realize you’re not the only one that doesn’t want to go out is minor euphoria. You don’t have to be the bummer and you get to keep watching SVU.