So who was in bed with Chelsea? Her husband or the media? Her guy might want to divorce her now on grounds of cheating. The media seems more happy than he is. That’s suspicious.
Right now the only two seats near the only outlet that’s available are occupied by two guys reading books.
And there are not just any outlets, these babies also have USB ports and my phone is about to die. I fucking hate people.
A clock that writes the time.
This is so unnecessary I’ll take 20
Think about all the oil and ink you have to spend on that.
I need to be more productive.
Change that to “I want to be more productive” and it’ll be easier.
Nah, I definitely need to be more productive, but I keep spending too much time on tumblr.
That’s tumblr’s fault. Don’t feel bad.
8 million PAGE VIEWS does not count as actual enrollees. Learn how the Internet works. FFS, do you even know how to google?
So I’m at Dunkin Donuts doing some work after dropping my kid off at school and there’s these 2 guys in suits talking AS LOUD AS FUCK and the shorter guy has the most obnoxious fucking hyena laugh I’ve ever heard. I can’t even concentrate. I’m about to tell both to shut the fuck up. Rude assholes piss me off.
The 2014 election season has arrived and so has…RAGECON. Lets go to fucking WAR.
To avoid compression when you upload your cover photo, make sure the file size is under 100 KB.
Now I know why any image you upload is shit quality. They compress them to levels unheard of in 2014. And this site is supposed to be the flagship social media site of the internet? The internet is fucked. Hey, maybe they should stop gobbling up startups and invest that money into better fucking image uploads like ALL THE REST OF THE INTERNET DOES.
So…it’s still a fetus after it’s born???