Aspiring to be casually rich and office hot, while plugging away at an entry level job that promises a pension and good benefits because #compromise and idk maybe I’ll make enough to buy a fancy Japanese toilet.
I have a tendency to run away and/or move to foreign countries when life gets "too real" or I'm feeling restless. This has resulted in me being both single af and struggling to buy a studio apartment where my bed folds into a wall.
Champagne taste, sparkling water budget; so my 5 year plan is to marry money -and then ride out the alimony payments once he realizes what a nightmare I am.
I’m pretty sure it’s the position. Too much going on. Not as comfortable. And seems kinda juvenile (if that’s a word that we can apply to sex, idk)
I’d rather just focus on doing a well or enjoying it.
I got a heated steering wheel (in addition to the seats obviously). Game. Changer. I thought it sounded completely unnecessary but it’s amazing. I’m also Canadian so factor in that my winters are legit.
My 31st was yesterday. Roommate gave me a hug and breakfast, for dinner I went to my parents, mom cooked a gourmet meal, hung out with my siblings and their significant others. Had wine, cake, and played a few games. Everyone left by 10pm.
Champagne and oysters also mean she’s not with child, which I was kinda rooting for. I’d take a special joy in girl getting stretch marks and being elbow deep in poopy diapers
I say this as a girl who’s been the “best friend” to many of non-single boys. She’s not the best friend. She’s an ego booster. And he enjoys the attention and probably does care a good deal for her but she is not his best friend and she’s definitely not the love of his life and if he does break things off with the fiancée he definitely won’t stay faithful to her. It sucks and it hurts but she’s gotta peace the fuck outta there. She can do better. And maybe when they one day divorce and maaaaybe he’s changed and grown there’s a chance but that only happens if she walks away. I can see how someone is maybe getting married for the wrong reasons but if you meet someone who makes you feel differently you man the fuck up and be with them, you don’t sneak around.
I’m also 100% on the hater train. Grew up in a resort town (30 min drive up the mountain tops) and I just can’t get onboard with skiing. I want to because I’m a pretentious dick bag who aspires to do anything WASPey but I just can’t get onboard with this, hard as I try. I’m uncoordinated and unathletic af and have man calves that make the boots hurt so that factors in.
All my tier ones are at least an 8 hour drive away or abroad. The worst. I can’t imagine having a circle of tier ones in the same city. I wouldn’t trade them for the world but it’s definitely way more lonely
Vomiting is my life response to anything: drinking, shrooms, plane rides, car rides, stress, any illness. It’s a wonder I’m not significantly thinner than I am. Would not recommend, just the cards I’ve been dealt. Aim is impeccable after all my college drinking tho.
I’m trying to decide if I’m more upset about how she’s still unemployed and how she feels this flu will impact her week of not working, or the fact that she’s got a vitamix while I’m still rocking a magic bullet from my college dorm room days.
Pisses me off to no end when my roommates use PT over the cloth dish rags/tea towels. Which I obviously wash separately so my laundry doesn’t smell like ass.
Air fresheners are trash. Open a window or use a diffuser with oils. I legit gag on the cheap ass toxic chemicals used in those. I’m also way to passionate about this issue.
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I’m pretty sure it’s the position. Too much going on. Not as comfortable. And seems kinda juvenile (if that’s a word that we can apply to sex, idk)
I’d rather just focus on doing a well or enjoying it.
Check out the movie Ingrid Goes West. Hits a little too close to home.
I got a heated steering wheel (in addition to the seats obviously). Game. Changer. I thought it sounded completely unnecessary but it’s amazing. I’m also Canadian so factor in that my winters are legit.
My 31st was yesterday. Roommate gave me a hug and breakfast, for dinner I went to my parents, mom cooked a gourmet meal, hung out with my siblings and their significant others. Had wine, cake, and played a few games. Everyone left by 10pm.
Champagne and oysters also mean she’s not with child, which I was kinda rooting for. I’d take a special joy in girl getting stretch marks and being elbow deep in poopy diapers
I like how she totally threw Meghan under the PaRtY BuS
I say this as a girl who’s been the “best friend” to many of non-single boys. She’s not the best friend. She’s an ego booster. And he enjoys the attention and probably does care a good deal for her but she is not his best friend and she’s definitely not the love of his life and if he does break things off with the fiancée he definitely won’t stay faithful to her. It sucks and it hurts but she’s gotta peace the fuck outta there. She can do better. And maybe when they one day divorce and maaaaybe he’s changed and grown there’s a chance but that only happens if she walks away. I can see how someone is maybe getting married for the wrong reasons but if you meet someone who makes you feel differently you man the fuck up and be with them, you don’t sneak around.
I’m also 100% on the hater train. Grew up in a resort town (30 min drive up the mountain tops) and I just can’t get onboard with skiing. I want to because I’m a pretentious dick bag who aspires to do anything WASPey but I just can’t get onboard with this, hard as I try. I’m uncoordinated and unathletic af and have man calves that make the boots hurt so that factors in.
All my tier ones are at least an 8 hour drive away or abroad. The worst. I can’t imagine having a circle of tier ones in the same city. I wouldn’t trade them for the world but it’s definitely way more lonely
Love dogs, but this sounds like the most inconvenient nightmare possible.
New roommate just moved in. She asked if I had a fully stocked kitchen and I accidentally laughed in her face.
Vomiting is my life response to anything: drinking, shrooms, plane rides, car rides, stress, any illness. It’s a wonder I’m not significantly thinner than I am. Would not recommend, just the cards I’ve been dealt. Aim is impeccable after all my college drinking tho.
Dump in toilet, rinse in bathtub and then toss in the dishwasher. I’ve got it down to a science at this point.
Easier to rinse and then sanitize in the dish washer, I use a Pyrex bowl sometimes. And yes I hate myself for defending this move.
I’m trying to decide if I’m more upset about how she’s still unemployed and how she feels this flu will impact her week of not working, or the fact that she’s got a vitamix while I’m still rocking a magic bullet from my college dorm room days.
I… I…. how??? What??? I have so many questions
Pisses me off to no end when my roommates use PT over the cloth dish rags/tea towels. Which I obviously wash separately so my laundry doesn’t smell like ass.
Can confirm. And until recently I was rocking an iPhone4 (8G) so no excuses on your old ass phone Duda cause mine was waaaay worse.
Air fresheners are trash. Open a window or use a diffuser with oils. I legit gag on the cheap ass toxic chemicals used in those. I’m also way to passionate about this issue.