kiisseli
kiisseli
kiisseli

Ahhhhhhh YES. I was in the ‘underweight’ category in my teens/early 20's which like.....is not aspirational, let’s say that. Sometimes I feel bad about the substantial amount of weight I’ve gained since then, but I’m still right in the middle of the green zone on the BMI graph and more importantly, I HAVE ACTUAL BOOBS

I get this too. For me, I think it’s more of a restlessness mixed up with a dash of anxiety for the next day than it is a real hunger signal. Since this realization....I usually grumble through this process, but I make a cup of (a non-caffeinated) tea first and that’s usually enough. The time it takes to boil the

HAHAHA I just posted about a place I worked that had the same playlist on shuffle every day, and how certain songs were ‘events’. Hotel California was an ‘event’ song, in that it was the only song I risked the owner’s wrath to skip, because I fucking hate that song. In the case that I couldn’t get to the iPod within

excellent username/post combo

At one place I worked years ago, the owner was pretty invested in seeming cool via the music and so made a playlist of ‘the best songs’. It was approximately as long as the business was open each day (11 hours) and played on shuffle every day. It was partly bearable because if you worked a 7 hour shift, you wouldn’t

Yes, me too, except my spin on it is ‘oh, I’m a terrible actor’ with regards what I think of people/situations. It lets me pick and choose when to let my guard down and scoff audibly, but retain composition for situations where high diplomacy and sugar-coating are key.

One time I was still in the office for a high school club I ran at like 8 pm without having brought anything for dinner. There is no hunger like teen hunger, and the only thing around were these olives another kid had bought from the corner deli and forgotten. (It’s a pretty decent deli, these were the big green ones

I’m still new enough to this party that I’m not fully burnt out on Drag Race yet but I was definitely a little taken aback that it’s not even two weeks until S11 starts. I thought we’d have a month or so to watch other TV!

Wait, they didn’t count money as a factor? Because money is always a factor!! So many of the things millennials ‘killed’ are being consumed far less because folk are fucking broke. But ok, let’s put the blame for this on social media too.

Oh, that feud with the Strokes? Caused because he was actively encouraging one of their bandmates to relapse into addiction. Ryan Adams is a scumbag.

“Treat yo self” as a catchphrase, also. It’s not that unique a concept, obviously, but I KNOW most of my colleagues haven’t watched Parks and Rec because we’ve talked about it. I still hear it, specifically pronounced the way the characters do. 

They’re Joe Fresh.

So Facebook has a little link in the left sidebar called “Memories”, which shows you all the things you posted on that date each year prior. I’ve started clicking it every day, to occasionally smile / mostly methodically delete dumb shit.

There’s also an incident where most of the band (not Frusciante IIRC) behaved threateningly to a woman working at their record label?

I need to thank you for this link to the best wiki of all time. I’m HOOTING. In the context of 2019 I’m not down with this degree of beating people up but as a 17th century woman.....GET IT, Julie. Do what you need to do.

There’s a pretty steep drop-off between good and bad bread pudding, and a LOT of it is bad. Also, many of the folk in my life who make it insist on putting banana chunks in it which might be why I don’t like those versions. Big chunks of whole, roasted banana are pretty gross.

The only variety of these bars that I’ve purchased more than once are the Kind bars with dark chocolate on them (cinnamon/pecan, or sea salt/almond). I think I’m properly calibrated about the health features of them - they don’t really bring much to the table, but they also have a lot less sugar than other vending

Hey now, they’re not THAT bad. A Clif bar is a bad sub for a brownie but I used to get a Kind bar (specifically, a dark chocolate/pecan/cinnamon variety) with my coffee because the things were damn delicious. Actually strongly preferable to the sad Hostess-y things also available at the kiosk I was frequenting.

People eat and drive simultaneously, right? The McDonald’s I patronize most frequently is about a 5 minute drive from home. I get a small fry and a Jr. Chicken as my preferred Bad Day Snack and I eat those fries before my feet hit my driveway. The Jr. Chicken is still fine to eat more leisurely once I’m home.

The first two years were in Toronto, downtown, and I was walking fairly grimy streets for about an hour every workday. They were pretty miraculous shoes.