- The smell of bleach on freshly washed sheets
- Doing cricket legs when I get in a bed with fresh sheets after shaving my legs
- My afternoon cup of tea
- The sound of blue jays
- The sound of a heavy downpour
- A mid-afternoon couch nap
don’t keep sweatin’ what I do 'cause I’m gonna be just fine
Ha! Everyone asks that. No kids, small house, zero debt. We try to live somewhat cheaply so we don’t need much money.
Ooh, close but not quite there. I’m 42!
Oh man I miss Kools.
For most of my career I worked in academia as a researcher and analyst, and I’ve also done some consulting outside of academia. It’s a pretty niche field so to protect my identity I don’t want to be more specific than that.
Pretty much where I am now: retired, spending my time on fitness, healthy cooking, hubby, and hobbies. Worried about aging. Hopefully both parents will still be alive.
Wow, I had the exact same situation, including having the tooth that had to be pulled down into place. I still have dreams that I’m wearing headgear, or I’ll dream that I bite into an apple and a tooth comes out.
White pie with peach, burrata, basil, and balsamic vinegar.
Ooh this sounds interesting, I’m game
This dude sounds amazing!
One of my favorite depressing songs
Jesus christ, this story gets more horrific by the day.
Ahhh it’s Bowie, lookin slick as hecc!
Rubber cement
Oh man. In undergrad I had a Thermodynamics professor who used the DRAFT VERSION of his textbook to teach with. It was completely unedited and he expected us to catch any errors. He was also like 80 years old, doddering, hard of hearing, forgetful, didn’t give us a syllabus until halfway through the semester… It’s the only class in undergrad that I got less than a B in. Years later I still resent him lol
She secretly likes it
Lightly toasted potato bread, mayonnaise, salted Jersey tomatoes, fresh dill. ❤️
Great, so instead of Joe the Plumber we get Joe the Crypto Bro. Cool, cool.