How is it already 11:30pm???

This is going to be an epic week... I had planned to get an early night. Doesn't look as though that's going to happen...

It's a pretty sad state of affairs when your sofa is actually more comfortable to sleep on than your bed when your back is in spasms.

Some days you just need to say:

and cut out a little bit early to take advantage of a $6 happy hour and an evening of drag cabaret.

Going to Barre was exactly what my achy body needed.

Two margaritas and a crapload of Mexican food was probably not.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

These short weeks are playing havoc with my ability to do my job.

When it's 9pm and you've somehow not managed to get a lick of work done all day...

When you're only supposed to go in for a half day because you had to attend a meeting, but end up not leaving until 4pm...