for fuck's sake

don't cry over spilt milk

wine supplies are critical

poise is the art of raising the eyebrows instead of the roof

there are many things i cannot say out loud

sometimes i have to tell myself it's not worth the prison time

sometimes the best part of my job is the chair that swivels

we will continue to have meetings until we find out why no work is getting done

sending you an invoice for wasting my time

at some point being sensible stops feeling right

if my mouth doesn't say it my face will

the smoking corner

i do suspect that he is not really necessary to my happiness