Aaaaand so is this <a class="postlink" href="http://www.reddit.com/r/dragonsfuckingcars" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.reddit.com/r/dragonsfuckingcars</a>
Kind of like I look at my ex. "Huh. So you're doing...that...now? Really? Huh. Ok...well. I mean...what could possibly go wrong? So...yeah. Ok then. I'll be over here. Away from you. You crazy asshole."
Didn't that guy try and stab you? I came home from work early and now am stuck in Lifetime movie hell, at least I have booze. I would knock the bottom out of Marlee Matlin
to b To be honest, if I got a divorce right now, I'd straight crumble. My wife and I have basically known each other since we were stupid teenagers, have grown together, become adults together, and now operate together as essentially the same entity. That being said..... I'm torn. Part of me wants to straight call you out for being so cocky before the marriage (and so blatantly incorrect/ignorant of your stated flaws after the divorce). But the other part of me wants to sympathize with you, because marriage and love is an individual and unique happening, that no one will ever understand completely and thus has no basis to judge or laugh at. And the asshole part of me thinks that every "person" on here is simply making a character or caricature of themselves, for the sake of laughs or rep or whatever. I'm torn, ballsack, I really am. Your "character" tells me you deserve every part of this and more. And yet I don't know you.... I just wish people were more honest about themselves instead of going for laughs.
He tried to shoot me. So seeing his life a shambles doesn't bother me. Not one bit. Also. I never go for laughs. I am tremendously UNfunny. I'm never ever funny on purpose. What you read is what you get. You can ask the guy on the board who works out at my gym. I'm pretty much exactly the same.
A's lost to Detroit in the opener 3-2. Good thing I had a 6pack of Lagunitas India Pale Ale to cushion the pain. On a brighter side I get to spend tomorrow and Sunday at Pajaro Dunes which is never a bad thing. The Monterey Bay is spectacular no matter which city on it you are at.
Hipster party was on point. Made friends with some of my neighbors. Other neighbors decided it would be cool to complain to the police, who spent the night outside with a decimeter. Made friends with the cops too. Now planning some kind of super passive aggressive revenge against the guy who thought it would be a good idea to live in an area of shitty student housing notorious for parties who somehow thinks he deserves peace and quiet. Cmon man. Suggestions?
I think perhaps he has developed an interest in becoming a Jehovah's Witness. Maybe you could call the local chapter and have them stop by to see if he's interested.
TP his house, let scientologist know he's interested in becoming a member, and if all that fails bleach his lawn in the shape of a penis.
Ten. One to hold it in place, the other nine to walk around and complain about how much cooler it was screwing in light bulbs two years ago when only they were doing it.
Drank a 12 pack of Sam Adams Octoberfest last night only to wake up 5 hours later and run a 5K for breast cancer awareness. Not a bad way to start a Saturday I suppose. It's an awesome day here, so I'm gonna clean up the bike and take a relaxing ride around town then pick up a case of beer and some vodka for football tomorrow. There isn't too much that's better than a lazy weekend of not giving a fuck.
So is it more hipster to use the new curly light bulbs that save energy or use the now out of style incandescent bulbs?
So, generally speaking, I am good at tournament no limit hold 'em poker. However, every three months my local card room has a free tournament for the top 15% of players and for some reason, probably because it's no cost to enter, I get knocked out absurdly early. First time was in 30 minutes, last time was an hour. It's ridiculous. So I'm off to try again and see if I can go for a whole two hours this time.
You're fucking up. I got one person to say they'd kill me and I'm pretty sure I'm included in another member's kill who didn't specify who they were talking about. And I don't even post all that much.
I woke up at 7:30, made a pot of coffee and started working on my outline for first amendment. I will be spending the rest of the day working on a memo for a tax law competition the girlfriend and I are participating in. However, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. The girlfriend will show up at my place this afternoon looking sexy as fuck with a fresh weave and fuck my brains out...and then back to more tax law.