Last night, I had a dream I bought a Maserati. The entire dream I worried about my credit, car payments, and repair costs. I woke up in a cold sweat. PGP.

My beer chugging skills now are solely used to chug meal replacement smoothies. PGP.

Having the company card on work travel, but opting to stay in for a good night’s rest. PGP.

I have way too much in common with Peter Gibbons for only being 23. PGP.

Having troubling determining whats been longer, my dry streak or unemployment. PGP.

Screw billables, I want bagels. PGP.

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. PGP.

Just overheard my boss say, “I can still do a keg stand.” PGP.

Checking your bank account multiple times a day out of sheer boredom. PGP.

I sipped the company Kool-Aid today. I kind of liked it. PGP.