“Good Day” by Nappy Roots came on Pandora at work and my first thought was “not a chance.” PGP.

There’s no way anyone at work could confirm or deny that I was here today. Why am I here? PGP.

Negative 16 hours of vacation time and counting. Maybe no one will notice. PGP.

One email. 17 words. 32 exclamation marks. PGP.

The 3:30 pm line to get to the leftover barbeque from a client lunch. PGP.

If I wake up feeling refreshed, it probably means I overslept. PGP.

I’ve been living off granola bars and fruit snacks from my office’s snack basket for the past few months. PGP.

Had no internet at work yesterday, spent 9 hours playing solitaire. PGP.

Got one of those, “I either made lots of friends or ruined friendships night” type of hangovers. PGP.

I feel like my life has now turned into the first scene of any movie Rob Schneider made from 1999-2002. PGP.