toooldforthiscrap
Toooldforthis
toooldforthiscrap

But with severance pay and a year of health insurance.

I'm trying to curate a fresh and innovative experience for you. One that blends the modern and contemporary with echoes of the past.

"Madonna has built her entire career on passing off other people's innovations as her own and making sure the original authors of things don't get as much credit for their work as she does." -Hillary Clinton

but, I'm sorry: if someone with Salma Hayek's breasts tells you to go on and rock a quasi-topless top, you put your body hangups to the side, and you do it.

I just can't resist when the early variety corn ripens; gotta have me an ear or ten. Early Summerglow and Silver Queen varieties have a #rebelheart.

This look is called "cornteeth"

I am completely incapable of understanding the mentality that is required for treating restaurant employees like dirt. When I enter a restaurant, I treat all staff in a very specific way: like they're people. I don't care if someone makes less than you, I don't care if they work a job that you consider "beneath you"

Ding Ding Ding! We have this week's illiterate griefer!

Well, you know, if you don't want to read stories about inept customer service, you can always refrain from reading them.

I actually really love stories like this since one, we've probably all been that person once in our careers, and they're also great examples to pass along to the fresh meat.

It's like PIGlio griglio.

The allergy one makes me remember yet again why my brother and sister-in-law have a fondness for Disney.

Every Monday at 11 AM. I always schedule them for the same time. :-)

Pork Wine. The OTHER white wine.

I believe this story is the definition of schadenfreude for me.

Whenever I read these product diaries I feel really shitty about myself. Like it makes me feel like I'm bad at being a woman... or a person... or something...?