Me out socializing: I have nothing interesting to talk about.
Me at work: you're always living in the past since when you look at things, there is a travel time of light from that thing to your eyes.
On Friday, I learned I might not be working with my current team anymore and thought that sucked enough.
This morning I realized I'll also be 7 steps away from CEO instead of 6.
First group of trick or treaters come up. Fucking stoked. Doorbell rings. "What's up?! Sweet costumes! Take some candy!" Little girl looks at the bowl of candy, and steps back. "Don't want any?" "I'm allergic".
Fuck. Me.
I'm annoyed the first series I watched on Netflix was Stranger Things because I feel like everything I decide to watch after this will just be one big let down.
Just had that dream where your teeth are falling out of your mouth and it's actually the worst ever. I'm finally going to schedule that dentist appointment, though.