What’s my age again?

Earlier this week I was at the office doing a little work on an off day. I was there in what is basically my non-office hours uniform: wrestling t-shirt, yoga pants, bird's nest hair and ancient, beat-up Chuck Taylors (seriously, I bought them when I was in the 7th grade. That's more years ago than … Continue reading What’s my age again?

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Tuesday, ugh…

As far as I'm concerned "Tues" is a four letter word, but not one of the fun ones. (I know it's not an actual word, but just go with me here). Monday gets the bad reputation, but we all know Tuesday is just the worst. At least with Monday you've had a Sunday to rest … Continue reading Tuesday, ugh…