My Office Enemy

What a day. You wouldn't believe it if I told you about it. Seriously. I'm so mad I'm shaking.

SHAKING.

Why you ask? There's this guy at work. His name is James, but I like to call him Jumsen "TC" "Risky Business" Coolingwood. Take a look at this guy:

I know, right?

Anyway, I've been collecting photographic evidence over the past 24 hours. Look at this. You can see why I'm so upset with him.

He thinks he's handsome, but he's never in frame.

He dresses like literally everyone else.

He's always holding a lantern or something weird and totes bright. (I love this picture.)

He dances, but it's always too blurry for anyone else to enjoy.

He likes 55/45 Pop n' Drops. (Maybe he's not so bad afterall?)

Anyway, he's been acting all messed up towards me, and I don't know how much more I can handle. All I can say is that I'm so glad no one at work knows about this blog--my last safe haven to complain about the idiots I am forced to work with (i.e. Coolingwood).

I've Never Enjoyed Skateboarding, but...

...this video knocks my socks off. I guess mixing equal parts M83, Spike Jonze, and slow motion is a recipe for success.



On second thought, I'd go 50% M83 and 25% of the others.