Riding out Hurricane Matthew and just opened my first beer. Mentally preparing myself for a hangover. PGP.

Planning vacations that will probably never happen. PGP.

Getting anxiety anytime someone walks behind your desk… Even if you weren’t on Facebook. PGP.

Old job commute: 17 miles. New job commute: 3.8 miles. PGPM.

I am afraid of the hangover I’mgoing to get from a bachelor party two weeks from now. PGP.

My slow cooker is giving me false hope that I can actually cook. PGP.

The anxiety that hits when you enter a coworker’s office and they say “Close the door.” PGP.

Asked to work from home because I’m moving. Got let go. PGP.

“John is celebrating X years at ACME. Say congrats!” notifications. PGP.

Wanting clothes for Christmas. PGP.