Vaping has reached a critical douche mass similar to that of the fedora.
Vaping has reached a critical douche mass similar to that of the fedora.
I know, right? I work in a very gossipy, inter-connected industry, so no matter how well-deserved the "fuck you"—and even if others agree with you that it's deserved—it still can mean a blacklisted resume.
I've been nothing if not professional every time I've given notice at a job. I'm terrified of burning bridges.
Is he vaping? He's totally vaping. What a douchespigot.
This is all very accurate. My weight gain came from booze calories.
About ten years ago, I went to Windsor, Canada for NYE. The drinking age there is 19, so it's a hotspot for under-21's in neighboring Detroit. After the ball dropped, I had a number of suitors to choose from to bring back to my hotel room for the night. Long story short, I chose very, very wrong—I took home the one…
Oh that dress on the left. I BEGGED my mother to let me get that for freshman year homecoming. She insisted that anything that comes from a catalog is not to be trusted, so. Y'know. There was some angst about it.
I'm still pretty sympathetic towards the Heigl. Sure, she might be an asshole, but Shonda really gave her some awful stories to work with.
Tears of joy, natch. God, I love Carlton.
I think I actually got a tear in my eye when I saw this last night. I get really emotional over 90s-era television, you guys.
I'd say less bronzer, more spray-on tan. But otherwise 100% correct.
Y'know what happens when you DON'T teach kids accurately about their reproductive organs and functions?
I'm calling shenanigans on kids not being able to physically tolerate strong flavors. PLENTY of kids grow up with flavorful, adventurous food and love it. I think it all comes down to what kids get used to early on.
Let's go find Britney, get her some childcare for the night, and binge watch Netflix together. We'd all be so happy.
But without Thought Catalog, I wouldn't have any meaningful way to assess if I'm being a Twenty-Something correctly.
As a former Marine girlfriend this all sounds right. My ex's friends' wives were lovely, but very, very young women, and I spent a lot of time with them comforting them when their marriages started to go south. It was a real struggle for them, and I don't think they realized what they were getting into (nor did their…
I really appreciate Chris Martin's commitment to blandness. (Sorry J. Law fans. Maybe I'm just speaking as an old, but she's not that thrilling to me.)
gURL was the best. I wasted HOURS and much of my family's AOL time on that site. And in retrospect, my parents were probably glad that that's where I spent most of my tweens on the internet.
YES. I adored gURLpages. I never had much of anything of importance there, but it sparked a hobby my computer-nerdy parents were so thrilled I was pursuing—something they could relate to and help me with. It was an important time in parent-daughter bonding for me.
I was 19 and seeing a boy in the Army. Because of his Army-ness, we were also long-distance. Nevertheless, it was all ~*true love*~ and shit.