I don’t know how I can go spend $60 on drinks like it’s nothing but I’ve been using our a potato masher + our immersion stick blender in place of an actual blender or food processor for three years.
I respect the move, and I’m a bit ashamed of myself that I’m doing the exact opposite, but it works for us. We can ditch out of work early on Friday, grab a drink or two, then hit up that 5:15 pm reservation before we leave downtown and head home for wine and drunk sex then catch up on quality TV programming.
There are a couple vegetarians in important lead positions at my company and trying to be inclusive of them goes a long way when I bring a potluck dish. They eat eggs and cheese so that helps a ton.
My office’s gym has a couple of Peloton bikes and Ally Love getting me to take a class three times a week is the only reason I haven’t had a heart attack yet.
Didn’t mean to reply to that particular comment, whoops. On topic, I prefer flour tortillas but I straight up lie when my fiancee’s Guatemalan mother comes to town because I’m ashamed.
Drinking, homemade BBQ-sauced pulled pork, and video games on the agenda tonight. Brunch, breweries, and debauchery tomorrow. Slopes (probably some goddamn MLK weekend traffic) and scaries Sunday.
Apparently it’s a fashion brand in the UK. It’s pretty popular here in CO as well with brewers and stuff, but mostly I thought it was always just for welding and working on farms.
Just installed a decent graphics card (something I’ve been wanting to do for years) and I’m gonna do nothing this weekend but play Witcher 3, pound G&Ts, and coordinate with my fiancee on delivery options. Drinking alone isn’t sad, drinking alone while sad is sad.
Eh. We’ve had multiple submissions about doing “questionable substances” (we know it’s cocaine, you guys) and three-ways. She’s just being a professional, lol.
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Eating homemade hummus right knowing I still got it. Not really, I just like hummus and Sabra is fucking expensive.
I don’t know how I can go spend $60 on drinks like it’s nothing but I’ve been using our a potato masher + our immersion stick blender in place of an actual blender or food processor for three years.
I respect the move, and I’m a bit ashamed of myself that I’m doing the exact opposite, but it works for us. We can ditch out of work early on Friday, grab a drink or two, then hit up that 5:15 pm reservation before we leave downtown and head home for wine and drunk sex then catch up on quality TV programming.
There are a couple vegetarians in important lead positions at my company and trying to be inclusive of them goes a long way when I bring a potluck dish. They eat eggs and cheese so that helps a ton.
I had to install this app called Forest so that I can force myself to not use my phone for an hour at a time after work.
My office’s gym has a couple of Peloton bikes and Ally Love getting me to take a class three times a week is the only reason I haven’t had a heart attack yet.
This.
Chiefs haven’t played in a Super Bowl in my lifetime. Nut up.
Make his ass take an Uber, he got to ski Vail all week.
Didn’t mean to reply to that particular comment, whoops. On topic, I prefer flour tortillas but I straight up lie when my fiancee’s Guatemalan mother comes to town because I’m ashamed.
Drinking, homemade BBQ-sauced pulled pork, and video games on the agenda tonight. Brunch, breweries, and debauchery tomorrow. Slopes (probably some goddamn MLK weekend traffic) and scaries Sunday.
Apparently it’s a fashion brand in the UK. It’s pretty popular here in CO as well with brewers and stuff, but mostly I thought it was always just for welding and working on farms.
Hey, if your mom is still offering to buy you groceries at age 26, you might as well get an off-brand rancher jacket while you’re at it, I guess.
Patrick is gay, right?
I am playing with one 1080p monitor and a shitty portable speaker. Baby steps.
Not if you land in the ocean off the coast of Australia. You’re straight up going to be devoured by saltwater crocodiles, great whites, or both.
Just installed a decent graphics card (something I’ve been wanting to do for years) and I’m gonna do nothing this weekend but play Witcher 3, pound G&Ts, and coordinate with my fiancee on delivery options. Drinking alone isn’t sad, drinking alone while sad is sad.
IRC, Britney never set her driveway on fire. Hope Amanda does well but not holding my breath.
Eh. We’ve had multiple submissions about doing “questionable substances” (we know it’s cocaine, you guys) and three-ways. She’s just being a professional, lol.