Hello there, actual psychologist! I'm not going to ask you if you get an autism vibe from Lindsay, because it's absurd. I don't know what her problem is, but I'm pretty sure that's not it. :)
Hello there, actual psychologist! I'm not going to ask you if you get an autism vibe from Lindsay, because it's absurd. I don't know what her problem is, but I'm pretty sure that's not it. :)
Nope. You didn't get her joke and now you're backtracking. LOLOLOL you.
I honestly see only very limited evidence of the category A symptoms you list and no evidence of any category B symptoms. I'm no psychologist, but I have some experience in this area. Sorry. I just don't see it. A person who thinks literally and can't read body language is not likely to become an actor. Her gaze…
Sure, but when I polish off a bottle of vodka, I don't get to make the same boast. #grassprivlege
1/ "Mayer is in on the joke." = Agree
2/ "He's no idiot" = Disagree.
:)
Europe certainly had the right idea with the Eurrail. Fast, smooth, comfortable, great views, no security pawing at your unmentionables...and considering the time it takes to get to the airport/check in/board/etc, the train is often faster. I assume it's friendlier to the environment.
Madonna is not Jewish. She practices Kabala. That is not the same.
You're an asshole. The LiLo tweet is a direct reference to Mean Girls. Don't you look like a douche now?
Yeah, the two of them have done the exchange over Twitter every Oct. 3rd for a few years now. Always makes me smile.
There's a lot more to it than that.
IT'S OCTOBER 3RD!!!
I had sex with a libertarian who liked Ayn Rand, made a point of not watching TV or keeping up with current pop culture, and thought video games were for children.
i think she has Afluenza
As I've said in many other posts about the lousiness of present-day air travel, this is what happens when you democratize the skies. Want glamour and a hint of comfort? Charge more/pay more. Airlines shouldn't be the Greyhound of the air, but that's what they've become. We as a nation depend on jetliners to do what…
Well lemme see! In 2005, I flew from London to rural Indiana to meet a guy who I'd been talking to on the internet... The first two weeks of the three were cool, but in week three, his Mom "returned from her holiday" and as it turned out, lived with his fully grown adult self... Oh, and she'd been away on a retreat…
I drove 2,745 miles across the country. Turned out the pictures he sent me of himself were of his roommate. Disaster.
I got married.
Got roped into a multi-level marketing scam, lost all my money. But the sex was great.
Got into Grey's Anatomy. IT DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING WORK YOU GUYS. Fuuuuuuck.
I once had a torrid, three-year relationship with a guy that was seriously hotter than Brad Pitt at peak Legends of the Fall. I am not kidding. The sex was frequent, lengthy, and phenomenal.