I’m not even pretending to work today. PGP.

This post is the most productive thing I’ve done all day. PGP

Mustered up the courage to ask for a half day today. No one else even showed up.

Is it too early to aspire make the PGA Senior Tour? PGP.

“Another day, another dollar” PGP

Just reorganized my cubicle. Still looks like shit but at least I killed an hour. PGP.

That 2:30 feeling. PGP.

Describing how things are as the “same old shit” far too often than one should.

Being able to identify with workaholics characters. PGP

“It’s just not my day” describing every day of your life. PGP.