CG - I sort of love you in a platonic way - but you also drive me crazy and I'm sure I'm not alone.
I went to Pigsty yesterday, to "Symbolic Stuff" and I actually got dizzy and had to leave the thread.
Is there a primer for how one could begin to understand the signs?
CG - I sort of love you in a platonic way - but you also drive me crazy and I'm sure I'm not alone.
I went to Pigsty yesterday, to "Symbolic Stuff" and I actually got dizzy and had to leave the thread.
Is there a primer for how one could begin to understand the signs?
I accidentally signed an email to a stock photo rep "x Anna" (which I usually reserve for friends…) today. Nothing weird about signing off on a purchase order request with a kiss, right?
A coworker of mine once accidentally said "I love you" as she was hanging up the phone with a rep. That's definitely worse.
About a year ago I went to an open mic night huddled in a bizarre little room at a douch-ey bar across the street from The Dresden to see my friend Josh do his stand-up. That night Hannibal Buress closed out with a set he was working the kinks out of for a bigger gig. He was stoned as hell and talked about taking Uber from his hotel in Pasadena. THere were literally about seven of us in the audience and I was closest to the mic, so it was like his whole set was just for me as his stoney eyes locked onto mine the entire time. I sort of beam with pride that he's responsible for unleashing the hidden date rape monster that is Bill Cosby.
Right now the bane of my existence is reusable shopping bags. Throughout the years if I was too tired to deal with cleaning my desk, I'd pile all of the photos and receipts and letters and journals and random shit into a pile and shove it in a bag and stick it in the closet. Now I have about four or five of these bags each requiring at least three hours to sort. I should just pile the contents of all of them into a garbage bag and throw it all away...but I'm too romantic. "Awwwww. The candy bar wrapper I sketched a glyph on." I FINALLY found the password to my BofA account online so I can use the app to check my balance, that's worth the world. They wouldn't let me reset a password! f*** 'em, I found the original password.
Ladies, pack a bowl and ride a dildo and tell me Miley doesn't know exactly where it's at? These comments are so f***ing predictable, a glimpse of Nirvana is just a toke and two AA batteries away but why would a dumb girl know this? The facebook comments are worse.
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