Double date tonight. Smoking some ribs then going to see Chris Stapleton on saturday and I cannot fucking wait. I’ve been wanting to see hime live for so long. Have a good weekend people.
THIS. Except I neeever end up getting home by 9:30. Once I get to 9:30 my brain says “fuck it, you’re going to be hungover tomorrow anyways, might as well stay out till 2am”. I hate my drunk brains reasoning.
It’s insane how much more expensive it is to be a bridesmaids than a groomsman. Also I’m never conscientious of how much I drink as a groomsmen…All you really have to do is take pictures and stand on the altar. Either way, it’s a wedding so I’m getting hammered.
Jell-o shots with Skyy vodka reminds me of the first time I violently threw up. I’m not proud of that fact that I threw up from Jell-o shots (feel free to take a man card from me) but I ate the entire batch by myself. Jell-o shots are almost like the edibles of booze, they sneak up on you.
If i could give a piece of advice here, do NOT quit your job without having another job lined up. I know this sounds like an obvious statement but I’ve had many friends do this (including myself) and it’s fucking horrifying after about one week. Anxiety levels at an all time high.
Going to Outside Lands music festival in San Francisco. It’s a 3 day festival but I’ll probably just do today and half of tomorrow because I’m old and washed up. Pumped to see N.E.R.D. tonight though. Have a great weekend people.
I once caught a homeless guy taking my clothes out of the washing machine (yes washing machine, they were soaking wet. psycho move) and putting them in his backpack. Vowed to only live in apartments with w/d in the unit since then.
Having the bartender give you your credit card back immediately after opening a bar tab (they only do that at certain bars here in CA). 80% of the time I’ll get drunk and forget my card at the bar.
Currently sitting at the Cabo San Lucas airport bar waiting for my other friends to arrive. Im also on my 6th Pacifico so I guess just getting blackout drunk for the rest of weekend here in Mexico? Nice… have a great weekend y’all
There is nothing worse than seeing that one friend on insta whose in a exotic new location every other weekend and claims to “work remotely”. I’m low-key just incredibly jealous but… it’s still annoying.
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I had the exact same scenario last month. Absolutely brutal. God speed and remember to drink some pedialyte
Double date tonight. Smoking some ribs then going to see Chris Stapleton on saturday and I cannot fucking wait. I’ve been wanting to see hime live for so long. Have a good weekend people.
THIS. Except I neeever end up getting home by 9:30. Once I get to 9:30 my brain says “fuck it, you’re going to be hungover tomorrow anyways, might as well stay out till 2am”. I hate my drunk brains reasoning.
It’s insane how much more expensive it is to be a bridesmaids than a groomsman. Also I’m never conscientious of how much I drink as a groomsmen…All you really have to do is take pictures and stand on the altar. Either way, it’s a wedding so I’m getting hammered.
Jell-o shots with Skyy vodka reminds me of the first time I violently threw up. I’m not proud of that fact that I threw up from Jell-o shots (feel free to take a man card from me) but I ate the entire batch by myself. Jell-o shots are almost like the edibles of booze, they sneak up on you.
If i could give a piece of advice here, do NOT quit your job without having another job lined up. I know this sounds like an obvious statement but I’ve had many friends do this (including myself) and it’s fucking horrifying after about one week. Anxiety levels at an all time high.
Going to Outside Lands music festival in San Francisco. It’s a 3 day festival but I’ll probably just do today and half of tomorrow because I’m old and washed up. Pumped to see N.E.R.D. tonight though. Have a great weekend people.
We need a response to this question, Elle…(we know the answer but still)
Don’t schedule Friday meetings at all. There is a 100% chance i’ll be day-dreaming about how drunk i’m going to get after work.
I once caught a homeless guy taking my clothes out of the washing machine (yes washing machine, they were soaking wet. psycho move) and putting them in his backpack. Vowed to only live in apartments with w/d in the unit since then.
Naa I immediately throw the butts out. Imagine going to the deli and getting two bread butts as your bread slices. Nooope.
Most of the authentic taquerias here in LA don’t deliver which is an absolute tragedy…mexican food is usually my go-to hungover meal.
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD BRING BACK ALWAYS SUNNY. No Country for Old Men is a badass movie though…
Anndddd you just convinced me to shave my head. Thanks Young Gil
As a black guy this isn’t even a debate… Bald for sure. We somehow look better bald. Also, is that a goddamn rat tattooed on her shoulder?
Having the bartender give you your credit card back immediately after opening a bar tab (they only do that at certain bars here in CA). 80% of the time I’ll get drunk and forget my card at the bar.
You can and you should
Currently sitting at the Cabo San Lucas airport bar waiting for my other friends to arrive. Im also on my 6th Pacifico so I guess just getting blackout drunk for the rest of weekend here in Mexico? Nice… have a great weekend y’all
Can’t wait for the details tomorrow morning (that came off as sarcastic but I really do want to know how weird shit gets).
There is nothing worse than seeing that one friend on insta whose in a exotic new location every other weekend and claims to “work remotely”. I’m low-key just incredibly jealous but… it’s still annoying.