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

My cube mate talks to herself. PGP.

Sore from sex. PGP.

Older work buddy: You going anywhere this weekend? Me: The bar. PGP.

I leave reviews on Facebook. PGP.

HOA is on my ass again. PGP.

Either come in early and stay late or spend two hours in traffic both ways. PGP.

My younger brother’s pilot just got picked up by HBO. I’m taking the bus to my cubicle. PGP.

Single occupancy bathrooms being the height of luxury in your office building. PGP.

A typo on my new business cards. PGP.