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.
Tbh I’d totally date this guy. Don’t get me wrong he’s definitely got a few quirks but I like having the upper hand. And I feel that at his tax bracket he can be like, a little creepy. Idk. I’m 30 and single af so let’s take that into account.
I don’t wanna know unless it’s with someone that I come into contact with regularly. Even then I don’t actually wanna know I just would rather know than look like an idiot for not, so lesser of the evils. As long as they’re not cheating I don’t wanna know anything about where their peen has been.
This is probably too petty of a hill to die on but here I am. I made a hard switch to boy shorts as soon as high school ended because I walked around my dorm without pants and this seemed more acceptable. Haven’t looked back. Since then if a thong was required I just went commando, but I stand by my point; girls have a whole lotta nonsense to deal with, we get shorts. Just give us this.
Y’all get pockets in mother fucking everything and not having to wear bras with underwire digging into your body like a sharp sword. Or thongs. You can at bare minimum give us shorts.
Girl Guide is literally what Girl Scouts are called in every country outside the US. I’m Canadian too, was an au pair in the US and I bought one box of every flavour from my kid because I was so excited about there being more options than the Canadian ones (we have a take on chocolate and vanilla Oreos and sometimes a thin mint type). When it comes to food choices and prices (as well as fucking cheap ass alcohol) America’s got us beat.
Will, aside from when you’re waxing poetic on the worlds best movie (You’ve got mail, obviously) this is hands down my favourite thing you’ve written. #TeamMuseum
I honestly don’t really understand the attraction to either fish or dick pics and every time I mention this my friends let me know I’m alone in this mindset
Speaking as someone who doesn’t even drink coffee who the fuck hates the smell of coffee? It is comforting af. It’s the workplace version eucalyptus at the spa.
That one always fucks with my head and makes me reevaluate my situation. I deflect by stating to anyone who’s even remotely on topic that “they just didn’t seem like the right fit, you know?” and then pop a lorazepam before bed.
I was once in a store trying on dresses in this awful 360* mirrored room and happened to not be wearing underpants that day (laundry day, I only wish I were slutty enough to pull this move on the reg) and bent over to grab something on the floor and looked up and saw my own asshole. I’m still emotionally scared. I by no means am promoting bleaching because #feminism or something but I get why that industry exists.
Anyway title of the article brought back some repressed memories, so thanks for that.
I agree. The 6 deserves better. And also, I mean she’s a 6, which is still ABOVE AVERAGE. This guy needs new friends if that’s the only reason he’s not locking down someone who’s both wonderful and also still decent looking.
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Just got a new roommate, first day or two she watched two episodes of Big Bang back to back. I’m honestly still not sure if we can be friends.
Tbh I’d totally date this guy. Don’t get me wrong he’s definitely got a few quirks but I like having the upper hand. And I feel that at his tax bracket he can be like, a little creepy. Idk. I’m 30 and single af so let’s take that into account.
I don’t wanna know unless it’s with someone that I come into contact with regularly. Even then I don’t actually wanna know I just would rather know than look like an idiot for not, so lesser of the evils. As long as they’re not cheating I don’t wanna know anything about where their peen has been.
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Can we do both?
This is probably too petty of a hill to die on but here I am. I made a hard switch to boy shorts as soon as high school ended because I walked around my dorm without pants and this seemed more acceptable. Haven’t looked back. Since then if a thong was required I just went commando, but I stand by my point; girls have a whole lotta nonsense to deal with, we get shorts. Just give us this.
Y’all get pockets in mother fucking everything and not having to wear bras with underwire digging into your body like a sharp sword. Or thongs. You can at bare minimum give us shorts.
Girl Guide is literally what Girl Scouts are called in every country outside the US. I’m Canadian too, was an au pair in the US and I bought one box of every flavour from my kid because I was so excited about there being more options than the Canadian ones (we have a take on chocolate and vanilla Oreos and sometimes a thin mint type). When it comes to food choices and prices (as well as fucking cheap ass alcohol) America’s got us beat.
Will, aside from when you’re waxing poetic on the worlds best movie (You’ve got mail, obviously) this is hands down my favourite thing you’ve written. #TeamMuseum
I feel that’s true for a good or even average job, but as someone who’s bounced around a lot I can tell from day one if it’s red flag territory.
I honestly don’t really understand the attraction to either fish or dick pics and every time I mention this my friends let me know I’m alone in this mindset
Speaking as someone who doesn’t even drink coffee who the fuck hates the smell of coffee? It is comforting af. It’s the workplace version eucalyptus at the spa.
That one always fucks with my head and makes me reevaluate my situation. I deflect by stating to anyone who’s even remotely on topic that “they just didn’t seem like the right fit, you know?” and then pop a lorazepam before bed.
TBH I don’t even know how to respond to that story. #ButtStuffOnlyInTheDark?
I was once in a store trying on dresses in this awful 360* mirrored room and happened to not be wearing underpants that day (laundry day, I only wish I were slutty enough to pull this move on the reg) and bent over to grab something on the floor and looked up and saw my own asshole. I’m still emotionally scared. I by no means am promoting bleaching because #feminism or something but I get why that industry exists.
Anyway title of the article brought back some repressed memories, so thanks for that.
Who hurt you?
Bend and snap
I mean, like your sisters not exactly wrong here.
Power move??
I agree. The 6 deserves better. And also, I mean she’s a 6, which is still ABOVE AVERAGE. This guy needs new friends if that’s the only reason he’s not locking down someone who’s both wonderful and also still decent looking.