today’s agenda:
1. crush these pancakes
2. win a couple fornite games
3. disregard any work responsibility
4. launch farts into the couch
5. place a few (more than a few) wagers
anybody have anything to say about it?
the pizza at penn station has no business being as good as it is. sober, drunk, hungover, in a rush, time to kill - you name the situation, you can bet your ass I’m getting a pepperoni slice and a raspberry iced tea.
joined the fantasy football league at my office for $100. idk shit about ball and this is surely a sunken cost but can’t pass up an opportunity to chop it up with the gentleman a bit. such a locker room guy.