Happy New Year, my friends. I made a promise last year to write an article a week. That worked out great for about 5 months. Then, I went on strike. My strike was… well, not great. No one noticed. It wasn’t until a friend’s bachelor party where Mates flippantly commented “Oh, you were on strike?
So, I’m flying out of Chicago to LA to spend thanksgiving with the girlf and her family. I got to the airport three hours early because I’m a historically punctual and anxious person. With my extra time, I did what any responsible traveler should. I paid a visit to my safe space: Terminal 3’s Chili’s
We are now officially in the month of October. Spooky season is upon us. I, Indipong’s resident Scorpio, take this time of the year relatively seriously. To celebrate the season we set out some tasteful halloween decorations with plenty of skeletons soon to follow. I even took it upon myself to make a little halloween
It’s great to see you all again. As you may remember I have been repeatedly slandered; catching it from all sides. As a proud and active union member, I did what I had to do. I went on strike. I had one demand: the respect of my superiors for my outstanding picks for the Song
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