co-working, glee drinking games, and a restaurant that’s solely dedicated to mac & cheese and making my dreams come true

In an attempt to combat the challenges of working from home, my friend Amber and I have started co-working together once a week, harnessing the power of accountability that comes from having someone else look over at you and yell, “I CAN SEE THAT YOU’RE ON TWITTER. GET OFF TWITTER. DO YOUR ACTUAL WORK.”

We work together on Wednesdays, and in a few short weeks we’ve already established a routine of working furiously for set amounts of time, taking food breaks, and then working furiously again until 5pm, when we watch the new episode of Glee that aired the night before and play our magical Glee drinking game.

The rules of the game are simple:

1. Drink whenever Sue says something that would create a lawsuit in a real workplace
2. Drink whenever Sue makes a comment about Will’s hair
3. Drink whenever Rachel wears Argyle
4. Drink whenever Puck says anything sexual
5. Drink at your desecration whenever something happens that’s drink worthy, such as Blaine & Rachel’s duet of “Don’t You Want Me” in last week’s episode and all the times you want to beat Emma in the face for marrying John Stamos’ character instead of sleeping with Will, because even though John Stamos is hot and Will has gotten kind of sad and pathetic, you’re still rooting for them to bone because come on.

Additionally, the rules of mine and Amber’s game also state that you have to drink whenever the commercials on Hulu are terrifyingly sad. Which, if you’ve been paying attention, is all the time. Seriously though, have you noticed that? There you are, watching a fun comedic show like Glee, when Hulu goes to commercial and it’s like, “Bam! Kids with cancer!” and then next commercial break it’s all, “Here! Look at all these people in Africa who don’t have any water.” And like, I get it, it’s sad and people need real help. But, I don’t know, maybe Hulu could do a better job of picking their audience for these types of ads. I mean, I’m HAPPY. I’m watching fake teenagers get drunk on wine coolers. I’m at my least likely point to stop what I’m doing and donate to Haiti. Save the sad commercials for when I’m watching Private Practice, the most depressing show on television – just don’t show them during Glee. Or Modern Family. Or Mr. Sunshine. Or Outsourced. Or Raising Hope.

Oh hey! I watch too many TV shows on Hulu! But like, it’s Hulu. They’re all just there. SOMEBODY HAS TO WATCH THEM! If Hulu didn’t exist, I’d watch a lot less TV. Because what’s the alternative? We don’t have cable, so the few channels we do get only work like 36% of the time and even then you have to stand in a particular spot of the apartment and do weird things with the remote to stop it from cutting out to that “LOW SIGNAL” screen every 7 seconds, and really, who has that kind of stamina??

But back to Amber. She and I have a running list of items to purchase for our co-working sessions, things like “blue cheese” and “French music” and “fly swatters” (the cheese for our mouths, the music because we’re fancy, and the fly swatters to smack each other with when we wander over to internet distraction land). I’m thinking that we also need additional TV show drinking games (suggestions, anyone?) and more places to go for orgasm-inducing mac & cheese, since last week found us concluding our alcoholic Glee shenanigans with a BART ride over to Oakland to try Homeroom, the new mac & cheese restaurant that’s actually everything you’d think a mac & cheese restaurant could be, AND MORE.

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