Fun fact: 50 Shades actually started as a Twilight fan fiction that was too racy for fan fic sites and it eventually got reworked into the three books.
I did the same exact thing yesterday, except it wasn’t because something about her turned me off, but because I didn’t have the balls to say something. I mean, this girl walked RIGHT PAST ME and I didn’t say shit. I’m still pissed at myself about it, and I have failed #ShootYourShot2018. Sorry Dillion.
IT’S MY BIRTHDAY tomorrow and I’m fucking stoked right now and can’t wait to leave work. I can’t sit still right now I’m so amped up. Going into Manhattan tomorrow to hit the bars and get rip roaring drunk to suppress my quarter life crisi- I mean, celebrate my 25th.
Me and the boys are going to the Big Ten Super Saturday in MSG with a college basketball – college hockey day-night double header for my birthday. Then we’re gonna grab the girls and hit the bars. Should be a fucking blast.
I think we’re getting into the nuances of the differences between a romantic date and a non-romantic/platonic date. Romantic dates are the obvious ones, like in scenarios #1 and #2 where each person knows going in that you are going to be exploring the prospects of becoming romantically involved with one another (or furthering your romantic involvement). Non-romantic dates are things where you make plans with somebody with no stated intentions of exploring the prospects of becoming romantically involved (things where you say things like “It’s a date!” when you make the plans). Can non-romantic dates lead to the two of you hooking up at the end of it? Yeah, cause alcohol, but that wasn’t the initial point of getting together in the first place. And sure, there’s a lot of grey areas like scenarios #3 and #4, and you’re gonna have to play those by ear.
What you and Mia did the other day was a non-romantic date. Sure there was a non-zero chance of you two hooking up, but there’s almost always a non-zero chance of two people hooking up when they go somewhere together, especially if there’s alcohol involved. But that doesn’t mean it was ever on the table.
You can’t technically buy it but downloading and printing out a copy of the Pokemon drinking game and drinking your way through Kanto is a fucking blast.
It’s cold. There’s supposed to be a high of 9 degrees in New York tomorrow and a low of -3. And that’s without the wind chill, which has been clocking in around 20 to 25 mph. So yeah, I’m thinking about staying inside and watching football all weekend (which, of course, I won’t).
So if you’re trying to get really fucked up, you gotta go for the Loaded Corona: take a Corona bottle, drink the neck, then fill it with Barcardi Limon. It tastes just like a regular Corona with lime, and gets you drunk three times as fast.
After either attending or hosting house parties for every New Year’s I’ve been alive for, I’m actually going to a bar in Manhattan. It’s my first time going out for New Year’s, so hopefully it’s better than everyone makes it out to be.
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Same, but be sure to have it in varying bills. I usually like two $20s, either a $10 or two $5s, and ten singles.
The only place you could get Oreo O’s for about ten years was South Korea. They just came back though, so I’m gonna have to scoop a box.
Fun fact: 50 Shades actually started as a Twilight fan fiction that was too racy for fan fic sites and it eventually got reworked into the three books.
Don’t ask me why I know that…
I did the same exact thing yesterday, except it wasn’t because something about her turned me off, but because I didn’t have the balls to say something. I mean, this girl walked RIGHT PAST ME and I didn’t say shit. I’m still pissed at myself about it, and I have failed #ShootYourShot2018. Sorry Dillion.
If we’re going with just one song, The Zone with Drake off that album is the way to go.
If you french fry when you mean to pizza, you’re gonna have a bad time.
McDonald’s asked me on a Valentine’s date on Twitter the other day, so I’ve got that going for me.
I always go with one of the Win for Life’s. I figure if I’m gonna hit it big, I’d like the steady paycheck that gives you.
This updated as I was reading an article and really tripped me out. I thought my browser was bugging out.
IT’S MY BIRTHDAY tomorrow and I’m fucking stoked right now and can’t wait to leave work. I can’t sit still right now I’m so amped up. Going into Manhattan tomorrow to hit the bars and get rip roaring drunk to suppress my quarter life crisi- I mean, celebrate my 25th.
Joshua Jackson has actually been in a lot of stuff. He was one of the main characters in Fringe.
Also, if you want to see what Connie Moreau is working with, go watch Wet Hot American Summer on Netflix.
Nothing better than sitting down with a sleeve of frozen thin mints and banging out the whole thing in under five minutes.
Me and the boys are going to the Big Ten Super Saturday in MSG with a college basketball – college hockey day-night double header for my birthday. Then we’re gonna grab the girls and hit the bars. Should be a fucking blast.
It’s Shoot Your Shot 2018, go for it.
I think we’re getting into the nuances of the differences between a romantic date and a non-romantic/platonic date. Romantic dates are the obvious ones, like in scenarios #1 and #2 where each person knows going in that you are going to be exploring the prospects of becoming romantically involved with one another (or furthering your romantic involvement). Non-romantic dates are things where you make plans with somebody with no stated intentions of exploring the prospects of becoming romantically involved (things where you say things like “It’s a date!” when you make the plans). Can non-romantic dates lead to the two of you hooking up at the end of it? Yeah, cause alcohol, but that wasn’t the initial point of getting together in the first place. And sure, there’s a lot of grey areas like scenarios #3 and #4, and you’re gonna have to play those by ear.
What you and Mia did the other day was a non-romantic date. Sure there was a non-zero chance of you two hooking up, but there’s almost always a non-zero chance of two people hooking up when they go somewhere together, especially if there’s alcohol involved. But that doesn’t mean it was ever on the table.
You can’t technically buy it but downloading and printing out a copy of the Pokemon drinking game and drinking your way through Kanto is a fucking blast.
It’s cold. There’s supposed to be a high of 9 degrees in New York tomorrow and a low of -3. And that’s without the wind chill, which has been clocking in around 20 to 25 mph. So yeah, I’m thinking about staying inside and watching football all weekend (which, of course, I won’t).
So if you’re trying to get really fucked up, you gotta go for the Loaded Corona: take a Corona bottle, drink the neck, then fill it with Barcardi Limon. It tastes just like a regular Corona with lime, and gets you drunk three times as fast.
If you’re confused about all the cartoon stuff, I suggest you look up what Rule 34 is.
After either attending or hosting house parties for every New Year’s I’ve been alive for, I’m actually going to a bar in Manhattan. It’s my first time going out for New Year’s, so hopefully it’s better than everyone makes it out to be.