Getting pumped for firing up my new slow-cooker tomorrow. PGP.

Too lazy to go out to the bar. Fixed myself up a couple dirty gin martinis and put on some ’70s soft rock instead. PGP.

Putting in my two weeks soon. Can’t stop fantasizing about never seeing these people again. PGP.

Sometimes I’ll print something out on the printer on the other side of the floor just to walk around the office and look busy. PGP

When you drink too much and question all your life decisions the days following. PGP.

“Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw” coming on Spotify when my earbuds aren’t plugged in. PGP.

The “keep messenger from saying I’m ‘Away'” mouse jiggle at the end of the day. PGP.