Let me explain... no, there is too much. Let me sum up.
Let me explain... no, there is too much. Let me sum up.
Solidarity high five! Except I quit in the middle of the dining floor during a Friday night rush. :D
I feel like I should save this story for a "Worst Work Stories" post or something...
Considering how they treated their employees when I worked for them, I am Not Surprised. They were the only job I ragequit in the middle of a shift without a two-weeks' notice.
Am I the only person who doesn't think that selfie sticks are inherently more narcissistic than any other form of self portraiture we as a human race have employed over the years? Surely it's nowhere near the same level as "Let me pay someone exorbitant amounts of money to spend hours painting me surrounded by the…
Ehn, depending on where you are, I can see it being not completely unreasonable to be worried about a stranger ruining/stealing your smartphone/camera, as one possible reason.
Excellent gif usage.
That is not NEARLY as yellow-orange-peachy as I expected!
"and it's in the same way as it is for women."
Think Jimmy the-fuck-did-I-do? McNulty in "The Wire."
Oh good. Harry and Zayn are my favorites (...actually they're the only two whose names I know oops?) so maybe they'll both strike out and surprise me with their solo careers and make me eat my boy-band hating words the way that Nick Jonas has. Between him and the excellence of 1989, my musical snobbery has been taking…
Oh, you've almost made me want to play Rogue now! I have such a mixed relationship with this franchise. My problem is that I love pieces and elements of each game but also hate pieces and elements of each, and as the games go on, I find myself getting tired of weeding through the bits that I hate. Also God help me, I…
Well, looks like Bitch Planet might soon have some company on my Comixology app... Miles Morales, Kamala Khan, Sam Wilson? And I would cry with joy if that was actually Pepper. Not that I don't like Tony, but everybody knows Pepper is where it's really at.
I consider myself terribly lucky in that I met my partner on social media through common interests, so we sort-of kind-of met on the internet, but not through one of the godawful dating sites. (Maybe they're not that awful for other people but I freaking hated them. Maybe I'm just a cranky old person at heart.)