Acid reflux. PGP.

Knowing you’re due for your annual act of mischief and debauchery but still dealing with the fallout from last years incident. PGP.

Sunday Scaries on a Friday morning. PGP.

Thanks to the column about Disney songs, I now have “I Just Can’t Wait to be King” stuck in my head. PGP.

Coworker just asked me if I ever drink so much that I feel sick the next morning. I’m hungover right now. PGP.

That moment of sheer panic when your boss walks into your office Monday morning and asks “What are you working on right now?” and you are reading Sunday Scaries from PGP. PGP.

Cherry picking emails. PGP.

The bar exam. PGP.

Being expected to work on vacation. PGP.

Heard someone taking a huge dump through the door to the women’s restroom while walking by. PGP.