Applying for your dream job while drunk. PGP.

The hardest thing I have done this week was quietly listen to Andre Nickatina at the office. PGP.

My neighbors’ kids stay up later than I do. PGP.

Not being able to celebrate a great job offer out of stress of the impending drug test. PGP.

Gonna stay in Friday night to do my taxes. PGP.

We hired a hot girl. Oh god, we hired a hot girl. PGP.

I see my Jimmy John’s delivery guy more than I see my family. PGP.

Did the math. If I don’t get at least $1,732 back on my tax return, I’ll have operated at a loss in 2014.

Hourly pay, salary responsibilities. PGP.

Having prescriptions for drugs you once used recreationally. PGP.

Perfecting the causal “lift and separate.” PGP.

Just paid Turbo Tax $29.99 for a $4 tax return. PGP.