Totally agreed. In my head, I was comparing this finale to some of the heavy-hitter episodes (especially Rains of Castamere/Red Wedding) from earlier seasons. I hadn’t read the books then, so that episode (albeit, not a finale) was a “HOLY SHIT!”, whereas this finale was just an “Oh, neat.”
They also changed my original title: “Did the Game of Thrones Finale Actually Suck?”, but same take. Not on the PGP payroll, so this is what they get for free.
It’s all uphill from here! As someone who dug out of ~$15K in credit cards and is chipping away at $140K in student loans, download Mint, add EVERY account, and check it daily. Also (related) – use cards instead of cash to track your spending more easily with regard to your budget. Good luck – we’re rooting for you!
Philly: Drinker’s, Ladder 15, McGillin’s, Plough and the Stars, Continental (roof deck), Vango (Lounge/Sky Bar – only said in a Brit accent thanks to radio ads). RIP Olde City’s Mad River, but Long May She Reign, Manayunk Mad River.
Don’t fight with other fans, throw things, or man spread into other seats’ personal space, unless you want everyone around you muttering under their breath about how they want to strangle you with piano wire for your whole experience.
Great article. Been taking significant “stretch” roles at work for the past 2-3 years, feeling like an idiot, but somehow succeeding. Never fully confident, but feels damn good to crush something new/unknown.
As someone without kids (thank goodness), I picture it just shifting from drunk trips to trips with small drunk people (kids) where you spend thousands of dollars so they can tell you they hate you in a different city.
Totally agreed. In my head, I was comparing this finale to some of the heavy-hitter episodes (especially Rains of Castamere/Red Wedding) from earlier seasons. I hadn’t read the books then, so that episode (albeit, not a finale) was a “HOLY SHIT!”, whereas this finale was just an “Oh, neat.”
They also changed my original title: “Did the Game of Thrones Finale Actually Suck?”, but same take. Not on the PGP payroll, so this is what they get for free.
I seriously wanted CleganeBowl, and this is my way of lashing out.
Did it in grad school – was totally therapeutic. Being outdoors, hanging with puppy pals, getting exercise – even the rainy/snowy days were terrific.
This is just negligence, especially when there’s a law in place requiring these vaccines to protect other dogs and people! Herd immunity, damn it!
Cush – the anti-Duda (TM).
Fuck Nelnet… and my $25K at 8.25% out of $140K total debt. I feel your pain.
As an insufferable Bernie supporter, you’d better believe “bourgeoisie” is in my buzz word rotation.
It’s all uphill from here! As someone who dug out of ~$15K in credit cards and is chipping away at $140K in student loans, download Mint, add EVERY account, and check it daily. Also (related) – use cards instead of cash to track your spending more easily with regard to your budget. Good luck – we’re rooting for you!
6. Move far enough from work/happy hours that you need to drive home sober. Did it last year and *chef kissy fingers thing*
Always try to $10 or $20. Always look like a jerkoff making sure the bartender sees the bill going into the bowl.
Honorable mention: Kim Jong Un after his limp dick missile failed on one of North Korea’s biggest holidays?
Philly: Drinker’s, Ladder 15, McGillin’s, Plough and the Stars, Continental (roof deck), Vango (Lounge/Sky Bar – only said in a Brit accent thanks to radio ads). RIP Olde City’s Mad River, but Long May She Reign, Manayunk Mad River.
Don’t fight with other fans, throw things, or man spread into other seats’ personal space, unless you want everyone around you muttering under their breath about how they want to strangle you with piano wire for your whole experience.
Great article. Been taking significant “stretch” roles at work for the past 2-3 years, feeling like an idiot, but somehow succeeding. Never fully confident, but feels damn good to crush something new/unknown.
Diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis is 2009. Pretty much immediately, friends refer to it as “ultra crapolitis”. I feel your pain, bruh.
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“Hey girl, you like jalapenos? Well, you’re going to love when I’m jalapeno ass”
As someone without kids (thank goodness), I picture it just shifting from drunk trips to trips with small drunk people (kids) where you spend thousands of dollars so they can tell you they hate you in a different city.
Shitty dish soap – could not be more spot-on.