“Let’s finalize and put this on the books.” PGP

My 40 year old boss blacked out in SoHo on Friday night. I made chili and watched Community. PGP.

Just was told to come in Saturday so we could play “catch up.” PGP.

Didn’t drink yesterday. Lost two pounds. PGP.

Office hosted a “Sunday Funday” yesterday. Got three “Where are you?” emails before 7 a.m. PGP.

Had plans for the weekend until my boss decided otherwise. PGP.

Puked, but did not rally. PGP.

There’s a fine line between being underutilized and being unnecessary. I’m walking it. PGP.

Going from “it’s not alcoholism until you graduate” to “it’s not alcoholism until you’re married.” PGP.

The awkward “let’s tell people we met at a bar” talk with your Tinder hook up. PGP.