Stuck in a moment

No pity.

No self deprecating posts.

No reason.

No hope

No worries.

Bleep them. Bleep them all. I just read two volumes of Sin City, and Dwight and I have more in common than I’d like to think about.

Save for the part where he’s neck deep in beautiful women. Haven’t quite remembered how I did that back in the day. (segue into pity party and self-deprecation has been removed for hypocracy. Go about your business citizens, nothing to see here.)

P.S. Drinking tomorrow starts at 4 PM sharp. I leave for the ballgame at 6 PM. Who’s with me?

P.P.S. There will be no discussion of work, unless you have something to share about your workplace. Whereupon I will nod, smile, and not respond with a like anecdote.