"Previously, my apex moments were those dopamine rushes that followed the crying jags."
"Previously, my apex moments were those dopamine rushes that followed the crying jags."
Ween seems appropriate for evoking that "Gap feeling". Bjork, too.
I'm beginning to think these AV Club scribes barely merit a chrestomathy.
Time to stop overusing "ascertain", and to start overusing "delineate".
The Rwenzori Mountains. That's where you want to look.
I don't trust that faraway look in his eyes.
Obviously, he's some kind of genius, or comedy Jedi, or wizard in bed. Good for him, seriously. I want Ms. Hendricks to be getting the most out of life.
The blue ribbon First World Problem complaint, right there.
And that's the least of it. I'm beginning to have trouble telling one commenter from another.
My ex-girlfriend once said, "Oh yeah. I'd hit that."
The headline makes it seem like he's trying to get it invented.
All of that is true. But I wonder whether the last opportunity to pull the brakes came and went around 1982, or around 1974, to intuitively guess?
(Bites gloved hand, restrains arm from "Roman salute".)
The climate change will not be good.
"Player two has entered the game."
"Which one?"
No shit? Makes sense.
I can understand liking them. The GenX equivalent is enjoying the catchier hair metal or 80s synth-pop hits, because of the power of earworms.
Morrissey delegates out statements about what he likes.
To a T, what legal weed is for.