Boss gave me a sit-down for cruising Drudge Report during a conference call.
In the midst of a crushing hangover, I always have to ask myself, “what would Tim Riggins do?”
Calling in sick to avoid Game of Thrones spoilers.
I’m still hungover from Preakness.
Describing how things are as the “same old shit” far too often than one should.
After two and a half years, I’ve finally encountered someone who puts haikus in their e-mail signature.
“Swiped right” being our generation’s “high school sweethearts” story told during wedding vows.
Being torn between belittling judgement and fleeting jealousy of people who still live with their parents. PGP.
“What’s your BBM pin?”