Turned 35 last week and spent the whole day trying to remember which password I used for my Netflix account. Felt less like a celebration and more like a system update I didn't ask for. Guess that's just adulthood, forgetting your own life one milestone at a time.

Kevin's snapped mid-crimp on a V4 slab at the gym.

Wait, at what hour was this exactly? Was it like a 3am crawlspace inspection or more of a 6am "before the heat kicks in" kind of thing?

Bought one for a trip to Mexico after my regular bank kept blocking my card for "suspicious activity" even though I told them I was traveling. Ended up using it for all my vacation spending so I didn't have to worry about my main account getting locked again.

Buddy of mine lost 50 pounds and still ate junk food every day.