Woopsy. Chehon, don’t be rattled hon.
Why you got to be so emotionally manipulative, Tyce? STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME CRY SYTYCD!
There was a “likes black girls” filter on dating sites like OkCupid. Then I wouldn’t waste time writing to dudes who I don’t have a shot with.
And, no. Not every girl’s online dating site inbox fills to the brim with messages from salivating dudes “just dropping by to say ‘hey’.”
Recipe #32: S’mores Whoopie Pies
Aaaand these are out of a box.
I waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnt one.
As some of you may know, I’m going on a spending freeze for the month of September. Why? Well, to regain some self control. To save up a little cash. To stop eating out all the damn time. To focus on me a little more, and figure out what things I can do for free around the city. The rules are pretty simple. I can’t spend money on anything that isn’t a necessity. Bills (including Netflix & Gym membership), grocery, gas money, and emergency spending (as in “Oh no! My tires car tires exploded! I need new ones, and also the medical expenses from all the broken bones I sustained from the obvious car wreck that ensued.”) are all necessities. No going out to dinner with friends. Or drinks. Or buying random dresses on the internet. I won’t be carrying my debit card or credit card. I don’t want to be tempted.
But today I may have already shown signs of slippage. I bought a ticket to “Sleepwalk with me” a $13-ish ticket for a showing at the music box. For Sept. 1. There was a showing on Aug. 31st, but I have a 1:30 dental appointment that day and I didn’t want to rush to make a 4pm showing. So I chose the 2pm showing. On Sept. 1. My reasoning is this. I want to see it. And I’m buying the ticket in August. NBD. Also, Ira Glass with be there. Plus the ticket is kind of cheap. Plus how rad will I be sneaking in snacks to the music box? Totally rad. So I decided that’s what I would do. I’d go. as a last hurrah of sorts before my social life comes to a self imposed screeching halt.