"Quitting" World of Warcraft lasted all of one week. But it was long enough to break myself of the need to grind. And I felt so good: got more sleep, read 400 pages of a novel over the weekend. I'm probably going to stay subbed just to run sunday night raid with the guild and maybe dick around a couple evenings a week…

I still haven't actually heard Dawes, at least not knowing what it was.

I'm mostly a plain color T and hoodie guy at work, but I do have a few print Ts. Unfortunately, last time I wore my '97 U2 Pop Mart Tour shirt, the 30ish and under crowd were like, "Jesus, I know you're old, but that really puts in in perspective" and "I was born in 1995."

My stance on the matter failed to hold up to $8 Yuengling pitchers. I've found at what price I can be bought, and it's eight bucks.

Calvert Brewing Company's Cream Ale and Wye Rye were both quite nice.

He otter be in that getup.

Alliance 4 Life

It was awesome.

Oh then you're gonna love this

Tinder Freakshow?

It is a very silly accent.

Sorry hon, I'm ewnly flu'int in Bawmer. I dew't new what werd you yoose fer that place down by thuh wudder.

Oh dear. Did your food robot deliver you some Taco Bell?

You're two minutes early.

Goddamn it, I always order my Rob Schneider on the side and they always just plunk it down right in the middle of the spaghetti.

No, Fridays are lo mein.

I think you meant to say Boston HAAAAWWWBAAAH

"My lunch? Let me tell you about my lunch."

Someone didn't get their Chicken Lo Mein because Chewie roared at that one and scared it away.

You sear you genitals in panang curry.