I honestly cannot tell if anyone is flirting with me or not. I also cannot imagine that anyone would flirt with me in the first place, but if anyone did, I still wouldn’t know. The only flirting I knew was when my wife called me up and lectured me for not asking her out. Apparently, she had been flirting with me and I didn’t know. I am not bright.

I feel like, at least in America – and it might be just my part of America – we feel like our hobbies have to make us look better. I can’t just take photos, they have to be really good photos and I should look into selling them. You can’t just like to make cakes, you have to make amazing cakes and do it for friends’ parties. There’s not enough emphasis on just do something you like because it makes you happy. This doesn’t have to be a competition. It doesn’t matter if your shit is abysmal as long as you enjoy doing it. Have fun!

That would compel me to switch schools

I was there for at least 10 years. Not going back.

Seems to me that Jeep Cherokee drivers think they own the road