The HR Director said that she “expected great things” from me today. Fuck. PGP.

Getting hit on by older men via LinkedIn. PGP.

I’ll know who my future wife is when we both get pissed at the bartender during last call and both start verbally abusing him at the same time. That’s when I’ll know she’s the one. PGP.

Empathizing with Gandhi when you have to wait until 12:45 for lunch. PGP.

The Homecoming home stretch. PGP.

Ate Pizza Hut buffet for lunch. Questioning everything now. PGP.

Shower coffee. PGP.

Watched “My Fair Lady” with my wife on a Saturday night. PGP.

Planning my afternoon nap as soon as my alarm goes off at 7. PGP.

Frank Ricard forgetting his birthday. PGP.

LinkedIn notifications at least tripling all other social media notifications combined. PGP.

Whoops, got drunk on a Tuesday. PGP.