At work, I am the phoniest person you have ever met. But I'm good at it. I'm just super fuckin' phony. But I'm damn good at my job. Today during my break, my coworker and I were headed across the street to grab a cup of coffee. While we were in the elevator, we just screamed profanities at the top of our lungs, and we just felt so much better. It's strange. I just met this girl, we trained together, and everyone either thinks we're related or best friends. She's cool, I like her. Pretty much in the same boat as me, but she's a good kid.