Still not sure when they’re going to officially open, but damn I love the kitchens in the new Ponce City Market apartments. (Though many of the rent prices seem a tad steep for a place with no pool. And oddly, “walking distance to Murder Kroger” doesn’t show up in the amenities list.)

The prices seem a tad steep for…everything?

Regardless of the nice appliances, who in the hell are these people who could/would pay $1350 for a 575 sq/ft studio in Atlanta? 


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spring sux i feel awful

I want to do a dude version of this based on what I just experienced looking at tinder (my roommate is a terrible influence).

Bros are all about the fish pics, RHCP lyrics, and Roll Tide.

…my video would probably be way too region-specific.



A YouTube user fixed the How I Met Your Mother series finale. While it’s obviously a little bit saccharine, it’s still that kind of sappy that totally jives with everything HIMYM viewers should have come to know and love.

I’m sure any remaining followers are sick of me talking about it, so this is the last HIMYM post I’m going to make for a good long while.  But I’m going to close by saying that I am completely baffled by the collective misremembering of some details of the show in service of others.  The show always leaned against the sappy as much as it embraced it.  They did the same thing in the finale and people went apeshit.  Internet, you are weird fucking bunch.

Also, this fan ending is so fucking boring, I can’t even.

I’m pretty ambivalent about the finale, since I’ve been ambivalent (at best) about the show for years, but I’m inclined to agree with this.

  1. Camera: Nikon D3s
  2. Aperture: f/3.2
  3. Exposure: 1/160th
  4. Focal Length: 62mm


Steve’s cousin recently asked Steve if I ate a lot. I guess Steve’s cousin’s girlfriend eats a lot more than prior girlfriends he has had and he is wondering if this is normal.

Steve laughed and responded by saying, “Last night we were at Paulie Gee’s, and as Sarah was chomping away on pizza, she asked me what I wanted to do for brunch today.”

Whatever, I don’t understand people who aren’t constantly looking forward to their next meal.

On a related note, I once went on a first date with a man who commented that I eat a lot. I looked him dead in the eye, shrugged my shoulders, and said “And?!?!?!?” There was no second date.

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Now that I’ve come stupidly close to winning 2048 I really don’t know how I’m going to sleep.

Whatever else I did today, none of it was nearly as fulfilling as pissing off some bitch in a Whole Foods checkout line enough that she waited for me outside to curse me out.