- Oh really. In the last email you overslept. Then when the (intentionally extremely restrictive) make up time I sent you was inconvenient, NOW you’re suddenly sick. Poor you.
- Hey. You. You in the meeting two feet from my desk in a 8ft square concrete room. I’m not part of your meeting. This is my office too. Use your inside voice. And turn off your damn cell phone.
- It isn’t that I don’t believe you’re a Special Forces sniper. It’s just that I’m skeptical. Particularly when you volunteered that information out of no where for no apparent reason.
- I am currently bidding a fond farewell to the last bottle of my first batch of bourbon porter.
- I forgot to include several applicable certifications on my application to be an Astronaut. I realized this today, the day the application window closed. It isn’t a huge deal. Mostly I just find it entirely awesome that I exceed the qualifications to be an astronaut.
- I am not going to a party tonight.
- This is the first evening of the week that I haven’t had to come home from work and get to work finishing another job.
- I would dearly love for someone to come home and cook me dinner.
My Week In Bullet Points
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brokenpintglass said:
I’m cooking dinner right now. Come over and bring the last of that beer!
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