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In every typing class I took, I was always taught to use two spaces. And no, I didn’t grow up in the era of the typewriter (although my poor af parents had one I used to type all my essays). And I’ve taken a lot of typing classes. Like, 10+ years of typing classes between k-12, vocational schools, and college.

I’m a much-hated, childless millennial raised by Baby Boomers who were often mistaken for my grandparents. They never—and I mean NEVER—carried snacks for me or my brother. My mom did not have a purse stuffed with random crap for us; it was an off-limits zone as God intended. We didn’t need a backpack of rando crap

I pet the dash over the speedometer and thank my car whenever I get into a close call on the road. I figure she deserves a little gratitude for helping me avoid catastrophe. I also always name my car according to the model name’s first letter.

Being a Poor, all we had was PBS. The RedGreen Show was a gift.

You obviously had a much easier time than the average person and more than likely had familial help. I’m also in Oregon (and was coincidentally in college at the same time as you) and I had to literally send DHS a ream of paper to show that I was, in fact, eligible for $98/month in benefits and I had to send them new

My hubs is also an introvert and a formal livingroom basically saved our marriage.

I stand corrected.

Let me tell you a fun story about online dating and meeting right off the bat. Spoiler alert: it ends with a delusional psychopath locking me in his car and taking me on a high speed, two hour trip through backroads while he told me about his supernatural abilities and I contemplated my chance of survival if I threw

I hate this show. It’s wholesome, sugar coated, chalkpainted bullshit is already bland af. Farmhouse industrial will be the as cringe worthy in 10 years as “90s death by beige” and “early 2000s McMansion” is now.

Yeah, but my dog won’t wreck my car, vote for Republicans, or eat tide pods. And I can put him in a cage without CPS getting their panties in a twist.

Die mad about it

Ah, the wave of people who irrationally and emphatically hate vegans because one was mean to them once and find no irony in their ridiculousness.

Question: I have a Simple IRA through my employer, would it also be wise to open a Roth IRA or would this be spreading things too thin?

Obligatory Oregonian-ism

My hubs work offers a 403b with no match. I set him up with a Roth IRA that we max out each year. Frankly, I don’t see a point in opening a 403b for him without a match. Is there a good reason I should have him participate in it?

Fucking poor people, wanting to feed their kids and shit. Don’t they know this is Murica?

Oregon is a Redneck state. Trust me. Four generations of my gun-loving, banjo-playing, Republican family have lived here. The state color should be Mossy Oak. Anywhere outside the Willamette Valley is pretty much Deliverance: PNW style.

Go fuck yourself.