Too scared to click on the “Your card statement is ready” email the day after getting back from SXSW.

Called in sick and my boss asked if I could come in for a little while.

Already thinking about how early you’ll go to bed tonight shortly after waking up.

It took me four cups of coffee to realize that someone had brewed decaf in the regular color designated coffee pot. PGP.

Starting to recognize the same cars every morning on your commute. PGP.

It’s Friday and I’m here. That should be good enough. PGP.

I had to be talked into going out tonight. PGP.

Took me until about 10AM to realize it was Thursday, not Friday. – PGP