a roommate who hinders more than helps. he does things like eat your food, use your computer to myspace slutfish, use your car to get to work, forget to tell you hes on the run, and things of that nature. in return he pays his rent late and usually in payments, doesnt buy groceries, and cockblocks at bars by telling girls about his "hard cock". sadly much like an anchor of a boat, it slows you down, brings you down, and you cant seem to detach from it.
i dont know what fucked me more, joe not paying his rent on time, or his constant "laying the pipe" jokes in front of girls that only one of us could pull to begin with. he is like sailing with a dropped anchor
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.