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Until a few months ago I lived in the South Loop, downriver from Blommer. Ohhhhhhh those mornings I was walking to the gym at 5 am and the whole neighborhood smelled like brownies...

I’ve lived in Chicago for about six years, and I think NYC would straight up kill me. It’s not even about not wanting to be in a big city... just THAT city.

All of the above... right on. Some of the happiest people I know have lived all over the world and gone back home to Vermont.

Hahaha, so true.

NYC, the best city in the world, makes people insane. It is the only possible conclusion.

I haven’t been there since 2003, but that time and every time before that, NYC just stressed me right the fuck out.

I must be the only person on here who’s never wanted to live in Manhattan.

It’s like Judith Leiber decided she didn’t give a fuck anymore, and was like, “Here. Bedazzle it yourself, bitch.”

I was, and still am, a gigantic nerd, but at least I had a cool car. I don’t even have that anymore!

Totally makes sense, and along the lines of what I’d assumed. I just never get that level of explanation from my friends and didn’t think it’s fair to speak for them.

I tried to, for a while, between my divorce and my current relationship, and I just couldn’t. Trying to meet people and make plans was unbearably tedious, so I was usually the one texting back “Uh huh... K...” just to put an end to the misery.

That’s my usual response, too.

Nothing to explain, really, beyond what I already said. My gay friends complain fairly often than being gay is exhausting because dating is hard. They seem to think straight dating is easier, but can’t explain why, and nothing I can say will convince them otherwise.

No, none of them are twinks. Twinks don’t like me.

My gay friends always complain that being gay is exhausting. You must be the exception.

Except for, like, this week (as everyone in my office runs to the windows to watch the rain pounding the lake).

This has been on my list for a while. Thanks for the reminder.

How sad is it that I doubt any of my friends will want to go with me?

I didn’t know Lizzy Caplan is in this show. It changes everything.

And she doesn’t seem like the type to use a cover, anyway.