Right? Am I just an old? I'm 29. Quit your Twitterbooking and GET OFF MY LAWN.
Right? Am I just an old? I'm 29. Quit your Twitterbooking and GET OFF MY LAWN.
Aw. You have nice friends.
Since I usually mix it with something (hey, it ain't whiskey!), the quality doesn't matter to me at much. At the time. Hello and welcome to Hangover City, though!
That one is so good too.
I should also add that I'm now a whiskey-gal watching Mad Men (and drinking whiskey).
So do I! While I'm not against modern advertising, there is something so beautiful in the simplicity of a well-executed print ad. Which has always reinforced the idea that the idea that "print is dead" is utter bullshit.
If I ever get married, I just hope I remember to BCC the guests on my Gmail invite. DON'T REPLY ALL, ASSHOLES.
I was always a sucker for the old-school campaigns. Absolut's, for example.
Yeah, MUST I choose? If so, I choose "none of the above."
Oh for fuck's sake. I may have blocked that part from memory. Because she...didn't look like she did to me...
So did I. At first I was kinda embarrassed for her, but then I tried to remind myself not to be such a judgmental bitch.
Ah, I'm sorry! It's really terrible. At my former company, they were dropping the more mature generation to make way for younger (read: cheaper) employees.
I mean, I know it to be true. I remember reading the Gawker unemployment stories (after I had JUST lost my job) and being really saddened by that 50-year-old graphic designer (or whatever) who couldn't get a gig because of the yute.
Crazy lady aside, work WON'T even wait. Aren't there a bunch of shitty studies about/stories of ageism out there?
Thank god for Plan B.
I always found GrĂ¼ners were too sweet for me. I am a big fan of most aauvignon blancs.
Oh, nothing. I'm still trying to engage on the Internet, anonymously. I'm an old n00b. If that makes sense.
"Hardass" would flatter me. So, congratulations.
In any event, your first comment was well taken and made a very good point. I'll try to think even more before saying anything.
That may be a good rule, but it taught me how to measure myself...so it can't be all bad, right?