Before knowing her like I know her now, looking through her Facebook pictures was enough to say that suninherhead was a social butterfly. But you know what, she is the socially awkward penguin in disguise. She says she received an e-mail, obviously from someone who she doesn’t give many fucks about, but it was too long ago now she doesn’t know whether to reply or ignore. Dear friend, I think social world is Galapagos Islands and mail replying timespan is the natural selection of interpersonal relationships. At the end, the fittest will survive. What I can see from here is that, the force is not strong with that e-mail’s sender. Ignore the mail quietly, therefore gracefully, don’t remind him/her the fact that he was ignored in the first place. Darwin wins. Darwins.
I would like to hear more on the details before solving yelijoe’s dilemma but the following can be applied to anyone, I mean anyone, so before making a list of pros and cons, just listen to this: One of my friends told me (in fact her professor told her and then she told me); there are 3 criteria you should review when you try to decide on such thing: First one is; does your job pay you well? Second one; does it leave you spare time? And the last one; does it provide professional satisfaction? If you answer “Yes” to 2 out of 3, then you have a great job. But in the end, you can always send an e-mail saying “So long suckers” to “ALL”, respectfully.
In normal conditions, it’s always “home” but this one is different. In this case, in about a month’s time my man and I are moving in together, so going home means packing up alone, cause it’s Thursday night, the night that my man and a bunch of other guys that happen to be also my friends, watch B-movies and sit on their asses for hours without looking at each others’ faces. On the other hand, gym does not differ in any sense since it’s only about burning the fat on the ass. Case closed: Ass is bigger than home. Metaphorically.
Snow White and the Huntsman is one of this year’s blockbusters, and I wouldn’t mind saying that it’s the least interesting one. Not because we all know the ending. Because it’s an “embarrassment movie”. It’s like, once you say “I went to see Snow White and the Huntsman last Friday”, nothing will ever be the same. A reputation built on principles and years, melts into thin air at once. So, no white and the huntsman.
This is whether a rhetorical question or treat’s (x) direct proportion to the unbearableness of the child who is about to make a trick in front of a door (y) (y=kx). The validity of the question remains ambiguous, but what we know is, the treat comes so immediately every time; the kid is left no chance for the trick, because no adult has shown any interest in the trick. Maybe there is no trick? Whatever, both parties win.
The creature made of lion and tiger is a 6 meter long abomination (still utterly cute) called Liger or Tiglon. To be more specific, Liger is a hybrid cross between a male lion and a tigress, Tiglon is a hybrid cross between a male tiger and a lioness. I was so sure that Apple would name its new operating system Liger or Tiglon and so busy deciding between the two, I am very surprised that it was neither. OS X Mountain Lion they said, fuck off they said.
The urge to shop for expensive electronics comes annually and you can put it behind you without any financial damnation if your brain operates like mine. So, enter apple.com and find our more about Mac. Scroll down, see which Mac suits you better. Look through innovative features and performance specifications and then close the browser. Because you got an iPad. Thank you.
Bangs make a good looking frame for your face. It takes away the straight-coming, boney structured masculinity and replace it with girlie cuteness. After spending only a brief sentence with this dilemma, my neurotransmitters didn’t work really hard to reach a verdict: No bangs. Plus, Zooey Deschanel is lame.
Sometimes you can overcome a dilemma by making some analytical thinking. Let’s go: I have a shitty tattoo on my arm. I can remove it by laser treatment but the best practice is still not good. Look at the remains of Angelina Jolie’s shitty dragon tattoo, still visible. So; covering-up is the decent choice. Dilemma solved. Cover-up with what? This is the subject of another dilemma.
It has been some time since I learned the difference between looking like a girl doesn’t necessarily mean looking like an underage high-end hooker and wearing heels is OK but still… If comfort means no heels and no heels means my black all-stars and if my dear old shoes require the style combo of Joey Ramone’s long lost niece, then I choose Ramone.