Serious question. When will I stop feeling like a little kid playing dress up in a suit?
My birthday is tomorrow. It is my first “adult” birthday — meaning I am working and I can’t just skip because it’s my birthday.
I usually hate my birthday, because it is always so full of hype and optimism, only to be let down by the people I thought were my friends.
It is a little refreshing to know that my only plan for tomorrow is going to work. I can’t possibly be disappointed by anyone.
Just realizing that once I get my bar results, if I pass, I have to be a lawyer.
There is a fly in my office.
I’m on the 14th floor.
How did it get here?
I don’t understand why it takes having a daughter for a man to realize that women are treated poorly.
Is it bad that I have plans for tonight so I feel like I can’t make any other plans for the whole weekend?
I feel elderly.
Do you ever spend $100,000 on an education, then wonder if you’ll ever be passionate about your career?
Yeah. Me too.