Win: I live in Canada (that's the shorthand for describing all the great benefits therein) Fail: Holy goodness is it ever cold. It's been -30 (-22F) all week, that's just the motherest of fucks.
Fail: Took me seven hours to get home yesterday from work through thunder, snow, sleet, rain, hail, and a bunch of cars that either flipped, crashed or just plain stop driving because they were to scared of an adventure. Win: I had the most epic adventure EVAR!
If by adventure you mean I had to spend an hour to get my car to go the last 20 feet to my driveway and I broke my storm door handle off because of the freezing rain then yea I had an adventure too where the fuck is my experience points.
If by adventure you mean I had to spend an hour to get my car to go the last 20 feet to my driveway and I broke my storm door handle off because of the freezing rain then yea I had an adventure too where the fuck is my experience points.
I worked from home until the sidewalk was clear and the subways were running again. I then had a trivial commute. ^___^
I worked from home until the sidewalk was clear and the subways were running again. I then had a trivial commute. ^___^
Well this was midnight last night during the intense snow coming back from hanging at Bruce's and arguing whether the Cowboy Bebop dub is better then the Japanese voice actors and the subtitles after watching the fifth eps of Bebop with the "Tone Deaf" (Japanese) to the "You sing off key" (dub) and which scream was better which turned into a bigger debate then it should have.. ^_^
Boo-Yah: My father agrees to send me a medium-sized scotland shirt with 'Callums Pa' written on the back and the number 10. My son, Callum, has an identical shirt with "Callum" written on the back. Fail: It arrives a large with no number and no writing. Boo-Yah: My father, admitting it was him who messed up and not the seller agrees to send another one properly this time. Fail: Two weeks and it hasn't arrived yet.
Note : The limit on the writing is 10 letters so I couldn't ask for 'Callums Dad'
Fail: 1.5 hour commute that should have taken 30 minutes. Consolation: My commute home is gonna be a breeze. Fail: But snow plows haven't discovered the lost borough of Brooklyn, apparently. Boo yah: Dinner with a cute girl tonight.
Fail: I just realized that I have owned Toy Story 3 for almost 3 months and have not watched my copy. Booh-Yah: I'm going to watch Toy Story 3 in glorious HD.
Indeed. No, the taste of the absinthe wasn't the fail. Rather, the fail can be traced back to the fact that the flavor and drinking method makes consuming glass after glass of 124 proof liquor as easy as drinking a curious liquorice soda.
It did lead to my friends approving of pulling my hair into a ponytail, though, something my mom still won't approve of.
Indeed. No, the taste of the absinthe wasn't the fail. Rather, the fail can be traced back to the fact that the flavor and drinking method makes consuming glass after glass of 124 proof liquor as easy as drinking a curious liquorice soda.
Itdidlead to my friends approving of pulling my hair into a ponytail, though, something my mom still won't approve of.
Thats better than the party where I introduced my friends to absinthe. That ended in flaming body shots.
Flaming Body Shots
Sometimes I wonder how my friends and I made it into adulthood.
Welcome to my New Years. At least my apartment is still intact, and a few of my friends learned the value of drinking shots quickly (rather than sipping them slowly).
Welcome to my New Years. At least my apartment is still intact, and a few of my friends learned the value of drinking shots quickly (rather than sipping them slowly).
We should party sometime, I'll bring a fire extinguisher.
Depends on the absinthe. It's kind of a waste to do shots of it, but it also tend to lead to more shots. It wouldn't be anywhere near as horrifying as grain alcohol.
Fail: My best friend/roommate came home drunk last night and told me that she loves me and wants to be with me. I was freaking out wondering how to handle this situation, but... Boo-Yah!: She doesn't remember any of it.
You might want to get that sorted out with her. If it represents something deeper it could be causing her a lot of stress, especially if she did/will actually remember and is trying to save face.
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Fail: Holy goodness is it ever cold. It's been -30 (-22F) all week, that's just the motherest of fucks.
Win: I had the most epic adventure EVAR!
on the back.
Fail: It arrives a large with no number and no writing.
Boo-Yah: My father, admitting it was him who messed up and not the seller agrees to send another one properly this time.
Fail: Two weeks and it hasn't arrived yet.
Note : The limit on the writing is 10 letters so I couldn't ask for 'Callums Dad'
Fail: Showed up for work an hour late
Booyah: Nobody noticed and I got away with it
Consolation: My commute home is gonna be a breeze.
Fail: But snow plows haven't discovered the lost borough of Brooklyn, apparently.
Boo yah: Dinner with a cute girl tonight.
Fail: Predictably, the absinthe.
Booh-Yah: I'm going to watch Toy Story 3 in glorious HD.
It did lead to my friends approving of pulling my hair into a ponytail, though, something my mom still won't approve of.
Flaming
Body
Shots
Sometimes I wonder how my friends and I made it into adulthood.
Fail: It's not my 8am.
Boo-Yah!: She doesn't remember any of it.