Hi, my name is Doug. I like wine, pizza, economics, politics, and Star Wars.

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whoever said β€œwords can never hurt me” clearly never threw their back out trying to move a heavy ass box of books downstairs

patrick is making fun of me for listening to npr while packing πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…πŸ’…

Okay, I’ve got to go upstairs and help him with his new phone. Go ahead and call an ambulance for him and a lawyer for me.

me to my coworker

this is the most monday monday i’ve had in a long time

within the week surrounding this post my favorite co-worker who is also one of the closest people in my life left, i’m moving out of my apartment that i love dearly and have made so many permanent memories in, i have to balance that moving with several unnecessary appointments and a full time work schedule, i have two exams, two big assignments, my mom is devastated by my sister moving across the country, almost all of my friends are leaving for jobs or grad school all over the world, and patrick is going back home

in other words, stress-crying alone in my empty living room is totally justified right now