A girl I went to high school with bought a house when she got married, before she graduated college.

This is definitely a possibility. The “desperately looking for the cheapest thing on the menu” tactic is real.

The Wonder Woman review struck me as a team effort. Like, everyone gathered around a laptop, shouting lines at whoever’s typing madly.

I have so many regrets based around boot-cut jeans.

The lady I took over for at work wanted to do that, but not permanently. They were gonna spend 6 months to a year on the road then go back to their house, but health stuff kept them in the house anyway.

Someone further up the comments speculated that it had to do with it being a year since the acquisition. Apparently Denton guaranteed everyone a year of work in the contract?

Oh jesus, I believe you. It sounds like a fucking vicious cycle for young people who don’t have the resources/support they need.

It’s funny, I remember a lot of HIV education in the 00's making a point of calling the treatments “drug cocktails,” usually with a picture of someone taking 20 different $1000 pills each morning. They wanted to emphasize how much managing it would take over your life.

I’m mid-20s, and remember health class doing their best to scare the crap out of us about AIDS. We learned about Ryan White, watched And the Band Played On, etc. A lot of it was sanitized (how Reagan willfully ignored the crisis, for example), and I don’t think they ever fully drove home what living through the worst…

The NY Times Magazine did an article a while back about how crazy difficult it is to untangle money stored in shell companies and offshore accounts, even if the money’s clean and you have the resources plus an inside man. It’s a fucking mess.

Also shout out to teens buying Steeleye Span, an English teacher played them for us senior year, and I definitely liked it well enough to buy one album under the pretext of giving it to my mom.

This is true. I didn’t have that handwriting back then and was very self-conscious about it.

My dad was a cd-burning master, and he still has a literal wall of CDs, plus all the binders, plus a vinyl bookcase.

A friend and I found her old high school mixes while driving in her parents’ car recently, and it was A Trip, as they say.

The student-run coffee shop I worked at in college had a decades old CD collection that included some fantastic time-capsule mixes. I made it a personal mission to download all of them and track down all the song titles.

My dad got a bunch of CDs at an honest-to-god record store while on vacation this year, and was quite miffed when he got into the shiny new rental car and realized it couldn’t play them.

25 and I still buy CDs! My dad’s an audio snob, and he didn’t ruin MP3s for me, but he did make us notice the quality difference. CDs are better for blasting. Plus there’s just something so satisfying about having a physical copy, on a disc, that you can stack up and carry with you.

My teenage musical tastes were kind of dull, because I didn’t listen to the radio and was afraid of having opinions, but recently I’ve been getting into New Order and The Cure and The Smiths and thinking, “Man, teenage-me would have loved this.”

This was college not high school, but a friend I had a massive crush on once mentioned in passing that he liked the Barenaked Ladies. I, knowing them only from the Big Bang Theory theme* and their quite excellent/ultra-Canadian rendition of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen,” readily agreed.

All my girl friends were into the Backstreet Boys vs. NSync thing back in the day, and I just couldn’t. Spice Girls all the way.