Too young to know better. Old enough to have to give a damn. PGP.

Passing out after four beers during a World Cup match between two teams you couldn’t care less about. PGP.

Just deleted a game to make room for a grocery store app on my phone. PGP.

The last time the World Cup was on I was drunk in college. Now, I’m hungover in a cubicle. PGP.

I was on a conference call during Dempsey’s goal. PGP.

My Pandora has played nothing but songs about quitting your job to move to the beach. PGP.

Everyone at the company baseball game bought beer. I bought Dippin Dots. PGP.

Being too old to pretend you have a chance with a professional athlete anymore. PGP.

This is my cube. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My cube is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My cube, without me, is useless. Without my cube, I am useless. PGP.

My coffee intake has doubled since graduating. Not because my job is harder than school, just more boring. PGP.