“So how long have you been driving with Uber?” PGP.

Taking handfuls of individual pain reliever packets home from the office rather than buying a bottle yourself. PGP.

Trying harder to not fuck it up rather than trying to succeed. PGP.

Watched “The Truman Show” last night. Now I’m paranoid and questioning my entire life. PGP.

I gave out three business cards at a wedding last night. PGP.

Waking up in the morning and you’re still sober. PGP.

The older colleague who has zero power over you but finds cause to walk by and look disapprovingly at your computer screen at least once a day. PGP.

Pulled something in my shoulder after having a sneezing attack this morning. PGP.

Heard Dave Matthews on the classic rock station. PGP.

Sore from sex. PGP.