“Let’s take this offline” never ends well. PGP.

I’m going to attempt to relive my glory days this weekend. Pray for me. PGP.

Getting up early just to spend time doing nothing before work. PGP.

My apartment’s former tenant gets more mail than me. I’ve lived here for six months. PGP.

Needing to have a break up conversation with a girl after only two weeks of hanging out. PGP.

Please. Stop. Talking. PGP.

Wanting to do something but not wanting to get out of bed. PGP.

Managing amounts of money that I have no fucking chance of ever having myself. PGP.

Ctrl-C, Ctrl-V. PGP.

Wanting to go back to school with the interns. PGP.