Drinking games now means seeing if I can finish a drink without feeling sleepy. PGP.

College drama doesn’t have shit on office politics. PGP.

Car naps at lunch becoming more appealing than the thought of eating. PGP.

In yesterday’s mail I received: a mortgage statement, a bill from my dermatologist, and a wedding invitation. So, all bills. PGP.

Your PGP submissions getting more action than you this summer. PGP.

How the fuck did I graduate? PGP.

Having a draft of your resignation ready in your email. PGP.

My jury duty was cancelled tomorrow. I’m actually disappointed, because I was looking forward to a free meal and a day off work. PGP.

Going to the bathroom out of sheer boredom. PGP.

Realizing your older coworkers don’t think you are as funny as the pledges always seemed to. PGP.