Most days I feel like three kids stacked up on each other’s shoulders, covered by a huge coat, trying to pass as one of all these grown-ups.
Monday: A terrible way to spend 1/7 of your life.
Amigo
Home is where your wi-fi connects automatically.
Why does everyone want me to come out of my comfort zone? I worked really hard to get there.
A procrastinator's work is never done...
I’d say fair market value for most of my stuff is somewhere between “too cheap to sell on ebay” and “too nice to throw away yet”
I've spent my whole life trying to maintain my integrity. That didn't work. How do I sell out?