My girlfriend’s Pinterest is full of engagement rings. 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.

Trading my Silverado for a Volvo to save on gas and insurance. PGP.

I have developed a strange liking for James Taylor, seltzer water, and going to bed at a reasonable hour. PGP.

That awkward moment when a co-worker catches you stuffing your back pack with office snacks. I need a raise.

Too cold to walk to the bar, too cheap to get a cab. PGP.

Through coffee all things are possible. PGP.

Eating healthy and exercising to lose weight and then not being able to afford new clothes. PGP.

Finding out the hard way which of your dishes are not microwave safe. PGP.

Tired of eating leftovers but not being able to afford to waste food. PGP.