My co-worker said he had the “gift of gab,” but really he has the “curse of not being able to shut the fuck up”. PGP.

The only greater hell I can imagine than being here for over two years is being the type of person that is willing to stay for over two years. PGP.

Being ready to party but remembering it’s Tuesday. PGP.

“Cake-eater” being more of a description of my diet than a ’90s insult. PGP.

My mom sent me vitamins. PGP.

We had a fire drill today. I had many emotions, but the one that won out was apathy. PGP.

When you’re still paying the price for going out on Friday the following Tuesday. PGP.

Spending the rest of your day after lunch attempting to orchestrate a fantasy football trade. PGP.

Staying up way past your bed time just to watch your team lose. Again. PGP.

Today, I received a stern talking-to. PGP.