Like, why do they all, like, talk, like, valley girls? Like, literally
I’m only in my early 30s, yet lately, I’ve found myself uttering phrases like, “Kids these days,” or shaking my head at what I perceive as a general decline in… well, everything.
Almost touching the sky -- almost!
Dawson City, Yukon: it's like being on an old Western movie set. Bars feel like an old-timey cowboy hangout, local guides dressed in period garb. It's like time travel. Really, though, it is.
I gag when he makes me eat it
My partner has taken up cooking but he's not good at it. I pretend that I like his food but I really don't. Do I keep lying or do I tell him it sucks?
