In just sitting in the break room ready to work and sorting out some thoughts. Yesterday was talk like a pirate day. No one dressed up with me, but I scored us some free krispy kremes, anyway. I'll take any excuse to run to work in costume.
This is interesting reading:
http://aweinstein.kinja.com/fuck-you-im-gen-y-and-i-dont-feel-special-or-entitl-1333588443
... OK, while you were reading that, I banged out 3 hours of my work day. Time compression, weeeee!
I'm in a blue funk today. I don't quite want to say depressed, because I feel that depression requires more commitment to one's mood. I'm just... Bluesy.
I'm eating lunch today, though, so maybe that's some kind personal achievement. I don't know.
Whatever, man. Thanks for reading. Time for a smoke, some orange is the new black, and then more work.
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