I know I’m getting old cause I read the title and thought, “Man, I’m glad I’m not that late into my twenties just yet….. oh wait yes I am.” I just turned 27 in June.
One thing that gets me depressed is that in life “You’re not Special.” I keep hearing this quote. No matter how smart or gifted you think you are, life humbles you. I kinda hate that and it makes me more of an introvert; which also makes life harder on me.
I grew up on basketball. Love playing. Enjoy watching and debating over NBA. Right now I agree 100%. There is literally no competition and everyone just joins teams with their buddies so they can beat the shit out of every single low market team they see.
Baseball, soccer, golf. Thanks for the heads-up that you hate these sports. Two are incredibly hard to master because of it’s precision, and one is hard because your ass better be in-shape to play.
I enjoy Saturdays at the grocery. I think I have an old man personality but that honestly calms me down if I’m not in a rush and enjoy doing it with anyone including friends.
Not trying to get all mushy. But fruit and veggie inspection is a must. I was sent to grab some cucumbers in the grocery when I was like 14 while my mom waited in the car. I just naturally went through a lot of them before I found a few that were without bruises or bumps.
I came to the car. My mom looked at them. And told me I picked out nice ones. She said my dad was always good at picking out nice ones. My dad passed when I was 9. Yes produce inspection during grocery dates is must.
When I move, my mom helps me, and if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have half the wall decorative pictures or the “pray, love, laugh” ornament things at my place.
You forgot to say pizza at 2am with friends can go a long way. I know high caloric foods feel good because of dopamine or some shit, but pizza really hits the spot in eventful times when it’s late and there’s beer and there’s a friend and you went through shit.
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I know I’m getting old cause I read the title and thought, “Man, I’m glad I’m not that late into my twenties just yet….. oh wait yes I am.” I just turned 27 in June.
Go deeper than that. I’m in the 5’9 market.
One thing that gets me depressed is that in life “You’re not Special.” I keep hearing this quote. No matter how smart or gifted you think you are, life humbles you. I kinda hate that and it makes me more of an introvert; which also makes life harder on me.
That’s the champagne of victory.
I’m down to one. The one that is in my hometown 5 hours away, so I can’t catch up with them that often.
Target is on some Family Guy Bill Clinton level of persuasion when you are in there.
I grew up on basketball. Love playing. Enjoy watching and debating over NBA. Right now I agree 100%. There is literally no competition and everyone just joins teams with their buddies so they can beat the shit out of every single low market team they see.
Another silver lining is if not many people are at the game, you can move closer to the field after paying nosebleed-prices.
Baseball, soccer, golf. Thanks for the heads-up that you hate these sports. Two are incredibly hard to master because of it’s precision, and one is hard because your ass better be in-shape to play.
I enjoy Saturdays at the grocery. I think I have an old man personality but that honestly calms me down if I’m not in a rush and enjoy doing it with anyone including friends.
Not trying to get all mushy. But fruit and veggie inspection is a must. I was sent to grab some cucumbers in the grocery when I was like 14 while my mom waited in the car. I just naturally went through a lot of them before I found a few that were without bruises or bumps.
I came to the car. My mom looked at them. And told me I picked out nice ones. She said my dad was always good at picking out nice ones. My dad passed when I was 9. Yes produce inspection during grocery dates is must.
“you know what resembles and oil spill” and my mind went to “vagina…?” before I read on. I was really confused.
When I move, my mom helps me, and if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have half the wall decorative pictures or the “pray, love, laugh” ornament things at my place.
You forgot to say pizza at 2am with friends can go a long way. I know high caloric foods feel good because of dopamine or some shit, but pizza really hits the spot in eventful times when it’s late and there’s beer and there’s a friend and you went through shit.
Yell at Lloyd some more. That always seems to be your go-to.
Currently it’s long blank stares into the Soul Gem universe for now. Bummer.
This is why I can’t be around those people yet. They need some mileage before I can sit with them.
Type Joe Rogan and mile in youtube?
Set the place on fire Milton style.
Joe Rogan’s take on milk was spot on to that argument.