Right! He’s two elbow patches away from adjunct professor fighting off mid-term grade rebuttals.
Right! He’s two elbow patches away from adjunct professor fighting off mid-term grade rebuttals.
I finally got a PS4. Probably figuring out black ops co-op/split screen tonight with a buddy then nonstop on FIFA 16 before The Show comes out in a few days.
*that’s the joke* You do fine work by me.
Grab a friend and drive around town with a car the friend hates or is somehow ironic to the situation. Then, either lip sing their favorite songs or make jokes!
Because of Pacific Rim, I now walk around pretending I’m a Jaeger...just like I pretended I was a Gundam back in middle school...NEVER GROW UP!
The $5 bill reminds me of the Seinfeld episode when Kramer gets a money clip and says to put the big bucks on the outside of the clip. But that’s a 5! Exactly!
My wife and I were married in August of last year, and our last name debacle was pretty...bland. We brought it up over drinks and she was...bored by my response of: “Whatever makes you happiest.” She revealed that she was practicing writing my last name in her ‘Holy Wedding Notebook’. I said cool and we cheersed!…
Would your children, should you go that route, have their last name be the street they were consummated on?
Sadly, I don’t have that luxury as my priorities shift with the wind.
I’d love a job where not constantly monitoring email is a luxury. Every time I leave my desk, I’m always asked ‘hey, did you see my email?’
Can we do an experiment? Who in the Boston area wants to start a book club to read this book? If you cancel, the next meeting is at your apartment. Cancel twice, we kill you.
I could have written that. Thanks for sharing. It’s nice knowing we’re not alone! It’s about finding the right balance. You have to know yourself and identify the signs when you need to make the extra effort to see people or when you’re just ready for a night without pants and Netflix. Just make sure you turn…
Yes. That too. That’s the worst. It’s a slippery slope that can’t be undone.
Right? That’s when you know you’re depressed. When you can’t see how your actions affect other people. You’re legitimately deaf and blind to how your behavior affects your friends and family. So, it’s easy to think that you’re actually doing everyone a favor.
I’m trying to write a sympathetic reply containing a related strategy that I used to use. But, that’s the thing. I used to be exactly this. I had a talk with my wife concerning the fact that I’m introverted and we both agreed that I’m not. I was just a depressed extrovert. Our realization was just so sad so we decided…
It’s non-stop dad jokes. I’m usually cringing with the occasional ‘oh, that was a good one’ as I nudge my wife. I never actually laugh.
bless your h....Who am I kidding. As a Southerner who has converted to a New Englander, I get and give grief about the ‘bless your heart’. The members of my family who use it on EVERYONE are the same who hate New Englander sarcasm/cynicism. It’s different sides of the Mason-D...same coin.
When I binge on FTL on my laptop, my wife always sarcastically asks if “I need to come up for air”. Mind you...she’s watching Bravo (which I’m Stockholm Syndroming) so I try to drown it out while the white light on my PS4 taunts me....knowing I can rejoin my FIFA career in 5 seconds. Oh boy.
The VFW across the street from my high school had one of those plopped down in its front yard back in the early 2000's. It’s just...strange. And this was in CT!
I want this game. I need it, but I can’t get it. I’ll become a caveman. Simply grunting and thumping my chest at my wife when she wants to watch Bravo. Maybe one weekend when she’s gone, I’ll go all in. I’ve never played a Far Cry game and have recently removed myself from games with violence (well, Diego Costa does…