Thursday, July 27

62. (I.)

GOT.
A.
JOB.
MOTHERFUCKERS.

Tuesday, July 25

61. (59 days.)

COFFEE ON A HOT DAY.
It's at least 95 out there and here I am, AC'd, working, typing, "working", and drinking a scalding-hot Starbucks (no, I don't prefer it over other coffees it's just what's available downstairs).

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME.